Thursday, February 22, 2007


for Poetry Thursday the prompt was these 3 words "the body knows"
My grandmother's mother
had eight children
All are dead now
three in the last four months
one is still
the body knows
the heart does not

In the pic is my Grandma Garnet(she's the one wearing a turquoise sweater!) who passed away in November and my Aunt Zelma, her sister who was in the Nursing home sharing a room died this Tuesday. I imagine them dancing up there, because they sure did a lot of dancing here! I'll always remember them best dancing! I am so lucky to be raised around music! Now, I will have to be sure and call my sweet uncle who is left. PhewxoxoxoxSweet Dreams


Blogger AnnieElf said...

Beautiful ladies Cinda. Yes, I'm sure they are dancing and kicking up their heals.

9:38 PM  
Blogger Maryellen said...

This is a very touching post. The loss of our beloved grandmothers is hard. My next to the last post on my blog was a poem I wrote to my grandmother. She loved spring and taught me many years ago to recognize it's significance through the appearance of daffodils.

9:52 PM  
Blogger judie said...

First visit here, Cinda. Thanks for bringing me. Nice to meet you. Appreciated your post about your grandma and's always good to hear of a loving family. Your art on your other blog is very kewl, too. I've bookmarked and I'll be back. Don't forget to call your uncle!!

4:12 AM  
Blogger BlueJude said...

Wonderful Poem! You are so talented!

8:44 AM  
Blogger gautami tripathy said...

This is sad as well as kind of happy poem. You know what I mean.

In-between state of consciousness

9:53 AM  
Blogger Tammy said...

Your poem is so true because they are all together happy while a living heart breaks.

1:14 PM  
Blogger Naturegirl said...

Yes I am sure they are dancing with the angels smiling and giggling ..may your heart be filled with warmth and gladness that they are at peace with one another.Peace be to you too.
A very lovely tribute to two ladies who meant so much to you.
hugs NG

7:27 PM  
Blogger wendy said...

This poem is just a simple beauty. Not flowery or showy. Just real and yearning.

8:04 PM  
Blogger Pam Aries said...

I love the pics! And that she is wearing Turquoise!

5:23 AM  
Blogger Angela Marie said...

I love this... very touching post!

I love how she is reaching over... and seems to be very open. This is where you get it from! :)


7:49 AM  
Blogger Janet said...

I love your poem, and the photo is beautiful....especially your grandma wearing the turquoise sweater!! I'm sure they are dancing and laughing and looking down to see what everyone else is doing. Let's all dance a little today in honor of your Grandma and your Aunt Zelma.

9:44 AM  
Blogger JoyceAnn said...

Your poem is a beautiful tribute to your Grandmother and Aunt.Cherish those memories !

9:37 PM  
Blogger Mary said...

I am so sorry for your losses. Your poem is quite lovely. Thank you.

11:08 AM  

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