Time for Quadrilles in the dVerse Pub ~ 44 words will do it! De is hosting and provides us with the word ENCHANT (or a form of it) for inspiration.
Illinois ~ Missouri
first memories ~ my kin
dancing with history in Maryland
the snowy silence of Minnesota
and warmth of Georgia's red clay
salt and citrus breath of Florida
the hush of Oregon's pine
each State a whisper of enchantment
promises made beneath different skies
Lovely to have experienced, Helen!
ReplyDeleteOh, I love this. We become all the places we've been, I think.
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Beautiful way you drew them all together at the end. We are still these United States.
ReplyDeleteI love the way you approached your family history and found each state enchanting in its own way!
ReplyDeleteEach state has a different incantation but all enchant in their own way which you’ve captured so well
ReplyDelete"each state a whisper of enchantment"--yes! They each do beguile in one way or another!
ReplyDeleteI know so little about the United States, Helen, but I learn so much from poems like yours and, as you know, I love autobiographical poems. I love the sound of the ‘snowy silence of Minnesota’ and the ‘hush of Oregon's pine’.
ReplyDeleteSuch a loving and patriotic poem
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping by my blog
Much♡love
enjoyed this! had a very dreamy quality to it. i also enjoy family history that is woven into poetry.
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful - loved places remembered in happier times.
ReplyDeleteSo many places to remember in a life...
ReplyDeleteI love it, Helen! I have been to all 50 states, and I agree with you. Each one of them is enchanting in its own way. Great poem!
ReplyDeleteYvette M Calleiro :-)
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
Tantalising...each glimpse is a story hidden, imagined, I do like the images evoked, that are memories with clear emotion..
ReplyDeleteThe enchantment of the US beautifully captured, Helen!
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed this. Perhaps you could write a poem about the fragrance of sagebrush and juniper when rain is falling.
ReplyDelete~~ perhaps I will do just that, Snow!!!
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