Blue Hydrangea Pondering

               ...I was just thinking,

                     not a day goes by

                without daydreaming, 

         wondering what we'd be doing

     if you were here 

          right in this moment

  I know you'd be asking

         to borrow my shoes no doubt

I'd say 'no way jose',

      you still haven't returned the last pair

I ponder the thought,  

     where are those shoes by the way,

          dancing on air castle's cloud flluffer

                high & feverish with memories

   I pause to glimpse the blue hydrangea skies, 

                                         & I knowingly smile

Author's Note

Lee loved blue hydrangeas and my shoes!

Reviews

[s y e]

This is such a b e a u t i f u l memory, Frieda ~~ Your sister is gorgeous, just like you. And that picture is a complete stunner! You're both stunners, and I like your shoes, too, LOL! If they're heels I'm stealing them.

You know, I feel like I know Lee, and I can tell you from all your writes that you were very close. It's lovely that you keep her alive with all your wonderful heartfelt writes.

" I know you'd be asking
to borrow my shoes no doubt
I'd say 'no way jose',
you still haven't returned the last pair"

~~ Sounds a bit like me when I 'steal' my Gran's things, aha. Lovely Frieda. x

[Frieda P]

She really was a gorgeous, not just on the outside either, she had a beautiful soul, thanks so much noodlebumble, you just made my day! xo

[TL Boehm]

Oh this is one of those times I wish I could leave a review in code. Because I just cant articulate - the beauty of the poem - the gentle peace about it, and the ache of what is behind it.

[beautiful dreamer]

this is wonderful. i love tribute poems like these. they make me smile and wipe the tears from my eyes at the same time. wonderful poem dear

[Frieda P]

Awh what a sweet thing to say Jen, thanks muchly hon.

[beautiful dreamer]

you are very welcome frieda

[Jack...]

The love, the memories, the sadness, all is felt in this beautiful piece today my sweet Frieda. So much is brought to mind via what we see and hear. Your words do this to me...always.

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Jack, it's always those little things that really get to me....

[Emerald Seas]

A sweet memory shared, Frieda. It is reminiscing with a smile and it is beautiful.

[Frieda P]

Thanks Sirrah, wish they were all like this, glad you enjoyed my reminiscing. :-)

[Emerald Seas]

I understand - highs and lows of emotions, my friend.

[Frieda P]

Maybe you could explain why the lows seem to last that much longer................

[Emerald Seas]

Well, I know my lows are due to a different situation than you face. However, I would hazard a guess that the lows contain (universally) the realization of loss that covers so many areas - hope, future, understanding, resolution, reuniting, etc. etc. The lows cover all that is lost forever... It is a much harder emotional state to overcome and rise up from...
But I do believe in rising up, no matter what.

[Frieda P]

I'll be back for this pep talk when I hit rock bottom again....thanks :-)

[Emerald Seas]

Oh, I'm not the greatest one for pep talks. I tend to wander from forgetting everything and moving on, to complete forgiveness, to bewilderment, to wanting to smack the s**t out of him for the absolute absurdity, back to... Who cares! I'm closest to indifference these days, but then even that bugs me when I think on it. :)

[Frieda P]

Hahah that sounds like me on a good day, haven't made it to indifference yet, the smacking the s**t part, I have down pat. ;-)

[Emerald Seas]

Haha - we have that one down because it's the easiest and provides a quick bit of immediate satisfaction! :) now... If I could only get a right hook to travel over hundreds (or thousands) of miles... I have no idea where this dude is anymore so... Blah, it's old news. I'm laughing as I type so that's good - maybe that bugger is fading after all... Heck, life is good. I have no complaints :) moving on...

[Frieda P]

It's almost something, glad you've moved on, still think the right hook over miles is warranted though. ;-)

[Emerald Seas]

Oh, I think I agree with you there ;)

[Rita L. Sev]

This one has a smile in the memories... very sweet. Makes me want to borrow my sister's shoes... or take her out to lunch.

[Frieda P]

Good idea Rita, you should do that, do both.....

[wordwarrior]

Perfect title Frieda! I love the softness of thoughts in this poem, and I smiled at the part where you are wondering where that last pair of shoes are. Your poem is sad and very poignant and you gift to someone you cherish is written with style and elegance.
This made me sigh deeply as it infiltrated all my senses and emotions.
Thank you for sharing your talent!

[Frieda P]

Thanks muchly wordwarrior, it's always those little things that I miss the most...glad you enjoyed this one.

[TrimarcoRansome]

This made me smile! we all have a friend who has Still got a pair of shoes or a top etc!!

[Frieda P]

Yes many, my sister was notorious for that, thanks Helen!

[Pryde Foltz]

Beautiful, and l love blue hydrangeas too. We feel your loss, lovely Frieda.

[Frieda P]

Thanks Pryde....

[Lydia Shutter]

A poignant write....when you remember your sister, the words blossom with love, Frieda. Beautiful images. Lydi**

[Frieda P]

Thanks Lydie, glad you enjoyed this one.