remembering

remembering

A Poem by Lydia Shutter


artwork by Michael and Inessa Garmash


i hear you singing
from another world
and it's always a love song
sweet and melodious
filling me with a warmth
that's never quite gone
tonight
i smelled the rain 
before it fell
and i watched for the rainbow
certain you would paint it for me
you did not disappoint
the vibrant red and orange
began to do the wave
while the yellow and green danced
to your love song
the blue stood patiently waiting
for the indigo and violet to catch up
and i sat mesmerized
remembering

© 2021 Lydia Shutter


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beautiful moment ... pulled me in and kept me in it with skillful delight .. could put so many in as the one singing .. blessed connections to the spirit of those gone from earth .. through the music of a rainbow .. the progression of colors is so clever, creative and unique says i .. i especially am captivated by the "...orange ... began to wave" ... and that she smells the rain before it falls .. just delightful and calming, your poem is .. glad i did not miss it!
E.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

3 Weeks Ago

Thank you very much, E! Lydi**



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A wonderful poem shared dear Lydia. I go to places like the cider mill and I remember my kind grandparent. Funny how a small thing can make us remember. The people we miss. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

2 Weeks Ago

Yes, any sight or sound or even aroma can spark memories. Thank you so much, John. I appreciate yo.. read more
Coyote Poetry

2 Weeks Ago

You are welcome dear Lydia. Good morning from Michigan.
Sad, beautiful and at the same time joyous. I am reminded of the phrase 'be not sad that it is gone. Be happy that it happened'.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

2 Weeks Ago

Indeed. Thank you very much, Ken. Lydi**
I feel like a broken record skipping every time I come across your words Lydi, saying the same old thing. But what's a person to do when you keep insisting on writing so beautifully that the connection you speak of resonates so loudly within us reading your words.
Time and space may be easily explainable by some, but no matter what technical improbabilities involved, I picture you nodding, smiling at them in a knowing unknowns kind of way.
Some connections are made to never fade, break or be forgotten.
So in summation... Beautiful, perfect, wonderful, blah blah blah 😊

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

3 Weeks Ago

Lorry I will listen to a broken record over and over if this is what it says! Thank you so much. H.. read more
beautiful moment ... pulled me in and kept me in it with skillful delight .. could put so many in as the one singing .. blessed connections to the spirit of those gone from earth .. through the music of a rainbow .. the progression of colors is so clever, creative and unique says i .. i especially am captivated by the "...orange ... began to wave" ... and that she smells the rain before it falls .. just delightful and calming, your poem is .. glad i did not miss it!
E.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

3 Weeks Ago

Thank you very much, E! Lydi**
Beautiful poetry, beautiful message beautiful art...written by a beautiful lady. What more could I want? Love this Lydi. ~Sharon


Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

3 Weeks Ago

Awwww, Sharon...you are so kind. thank you very much. Lydi**
Your words remind me of my mother..the way she would hum in the early morning while fluttering around the kitchen - or in her garden. I've been missing her lately. "I smelled the rain before it fell" such a gorgeous line. Beautiful my friend. :) Julie

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


The "person" being addressed in this poem feels like it could be a cross between a best friend angel (deceased) and a real-time God friendship. Sometimes we need someone, or the memory of someone, or something, to remind us to pay attention to our current moment. Lovely lyrical sentiments expressed with a soothing flow (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


Love the artwork it matches your beautiful write. Perfectly
Loved it xx

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

3 Weeks Ago

It makes me happy that so many have noticed the artwork too. Thank you for the visit! Lydi**
Music, artwork, love.. what more can a poet need to feel so intensely. Your memories aren't shadows they are complete, touching - physically and spiritually. , Lydi?! The way you express that past relationship is inspiring and beautiful, whoever it was shared with.

' i hear you singing ~ from another world ~ and it's always a love song ~ sweet and melodious ~ filling me with a warmth ~ that's never quite gone.. ' And, my friend, at a guess, it never will. Beautiful.

Take care, keep safe.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

3 Weeks Ago

Indeed, Emma, it will be with me always. Thank you so much for the lovely review. I hope all is w.. read more
emmajoy

3 Weeks Ago

There are people, there are memories.. we can't ever lose or ever want to. 'Know that only too well,.. read more

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