Honeysuckle Memories

Always sweet

Honeysuckle breeze

       carry me back

       to wading pools

       and tire swings

       and loved ones

gone from my grasp

 

In your embrace

memory bestows mellifluous benediction

 

Made all the sweeter

with age

Author's Note

Whenever I smell honeysuckle, I am back in my grandparents' backyard...

Reviews

[rubie]

So beautifully nostalgic. I love how smells can flood the soul with memories which cannot be other wise reawakened. My grandparents owned a beautiful big house at the Jersey shore, and my grandfather's pride and joy was the concord grape vines in the backyard. Their scent was heavenly, and I would go out there and pluck them from the vine and let the juice dribble down my chin.....I can still smell their sweetness.

The "loved ones" who are "gone from our grasp" are not just the people from those times, they are those times as well.

Great write!! So many memories with so few words....

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you, Rubie! A very good point about the moments themselves...

[Sami Khalil]

A riveting write. Nice and sweet...:)

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

Isn't it amazing how something as benign as a smell can absolutely transport you back to a certain place and time in your life? This happens to me all the time, and I'm absolutely floored by it. Beautifully written little piece; very simple, but the sentiment is there. You could possibly go into more detail if you decided to, to make it a little more personal, but overall, I think this is well done.

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you, Sarah. I did have other lines, but when I stripped it down to these, they seemed to say all I needed. Thank you for your insight!

[Angel]

Wow...
I remember the way the little hummingbirds would gather around the honeysuckle, also at my grandmother's house, where I spent the summer days of my childhood.
And you brought those beautiful memories vividly to this old lady's heart.
Thank you, Rita.
Don't you ever put down that pen!!

[Rita L. Sev]

Such a kind review - thank you! I am so glad that this gave you good thoughts!

[MOON]

Love , evocative write!

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you, Moon!

[Magnolia]

Lovely ! the scent of certain flowers always evokes memories. Enjoyed, thanks...Maggie

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you, Maggie!

[SyberRose]

Thats like me...everytime I see those blue hygeraniums...i think of my grandparents house...nicely done Rita...Rose

[Rita L. Sev]

Thanks, Rose!

[Jack...]

I too enjoy the sweet fragrance of honeysuckle. Your poem takes me back to my parent's house in my youth, right across the bridge there in South Jersey, drinking lemonade in the backyard and smelling the honeysuckle in the air. Thank you Rita for this wonderful nostalgic journey.

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you, Jack! Yes, the East Coast is loaded with honeysuckle. I love it - it's like inhaling a fountain of youth.

[quinfinn]

reminds me of my grandmother's garden, and of my second wife, Robin who wore that fragrance all the time. this is elegantly penned and quite lovely. thank you for those blissful memories!

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you, Quin!

[quinfinn]

always welcome, dear friend

[Marie]

Beautiful--I too love the smell ofhoneysuckle.

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you, Marie!