09-10-2013, 07:22 AM
edit #4 with punctuation
Winter
Your empty house sits
snuggled in its same footprint,
porches forming wings
ready to take off across
the lake's icy reflection.
Half glassed for winter,
half screened to catch summer's breeze,
your home sang your soul:
cradled it during your stay,
released it to soar in light.
Spring
Red geraniums
christen April's first boat ride;
Alice's daughter
wakes her mother's home from sleep,
grandchildren wade the shoreline.
Counting her pennies
to buy what she can't let go
she clears the hallways,
blueprints drawn for room to grow,
mom's favorites replanted.
edit #4
Winter
your empty house sits
snuggled in its same footprint
porches forming wings
ready to take off across
the lake's icy reflection
half glassed for winter
half screened to catch summer's breeze
your home sang your soul
cradled it during your stay
released it to soar in joy
Spring
red geraniums
christen April's first boat ride
Alice's daughter
wakes her mother's home from sleep
grandchildren wade the shoreline
counting her pennies
to buy what she can't let go
she clears the hallways
blueprints drawn for room to grow
mom's favorites replanted
edit #3
Winter
your empty house sits
snuggled in its same footprint
porches forming wings
ready to take off across
the lake's icy reflection
half glassed for winter
half screened to catch summer's breeze
your home held your soul
cradled it during your stay
released it to soar in joy
Spring
Alice's daughter
has planted mom's favorites
in window boxes
her mother's home wakes from sleep
grandchildren wade the shoreline
counting her pennies
to buy what she can't let go
she clears the hallways
blueprints drawn for room to grow
still red geraniums bloom
Edit #2
Edit #2
Winter
your empty house sits
snuggled in its same footprint
porches forming wings
as if it could glide across
the lake's icy reflection
half glassed for winter
half screened to catch summer's breeze
your home held your soul
cradled it during your stay
released it to soar in joy
Spring
Alice's daughter
has planted geraniums
in window boxes
her mother's home wakes from sleep
grandchildren wade the shoreline
counting her pennies
to buy what she can't let go
she clears the hallways
blueprints drawn for room to grow
but replants mom's best loved blooms
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(I've considered the word "same" in L2 and can't seem to let it go. I haven't figured out why it doesn't come across when it seems vital to me. hhhmmmm)
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Edit #1
Winter
your empty house sits
snuggled in its same footprint
porches forming wings
as if it could glide across
the lake's icy reflection
half glassed for winter
half screened to catch summer's breeze
your home held your soul
cradled it during your stay
released it to soar in joy
Spring
Alice's daughter
has planted geraniums
in window boxes
her mother's home wakes from sleep
grandchildren wade the shoreline
counting her pennies
to buy what she can't let go
the house becomes hers
changing it to suit herself
she retains mom's best loved blooms
-------------
(meh, unsure, any thoughts?)
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Original
Winter
your empty house sits
snuggled in its same footprint
porches forming wings
as if it could glide across
the lake's reflection, soaring
half glassed for winter
half screened to catch summer's breeze
your home held your soul
cradled it during your stay
released it to soar in joy
Spring
Alice's daughter
has planted geraniums
in window boxes
her mother's home wakes from sleep
great-grandchildren wade the shore
counting her pennies
to buy what she can't let go
Alice's daughter
breathes new life into the void
replanting mom's favorites
Winter
Your empty house sits
snuggled in its same footprint,
porches forming wings
ready to take off across
the lake's icy reflection.
Half glassed for winter,
half screened to catch summer's breeze,
your home sang your soul:
cradled it during your stay,
released it to soar in light.
Spring
Red geraniums
christen April's first boat ride;
Alice's daughter
wakes her mother's home from sleep,
grandchildren wade the shoreline.
Counting her pennies
to buy what she can't let go
she clears the hallways,
blueprints drawn for room to grow,
mom's favorites replanted.
edit #4
Winter
your empty house sits
snuggled in its same footprint
porches forming wings
ready to take off across
the lake's icy reflection
half glassed for winter
half screened to catch summer's breeze
your home sang your soul
cradled it during your stay
released it to soar in joy
Spring
red geraniums
christen April's first boat ride
Alice's daughter
wakes her mother's home from sleep
grandchildren wade the shoreline
counting her pennies
to buy what she can't let go
she clears the hallways
blueprints drawn for room to grow
mom's favorites replanted
edit #3
Winter
your empty house sits
snuggled in its same footprint
porches forming wings
ready to take off across
the lake's icy reflection
half glassed for winter
half screened to catch summer's breeze
your home held your soul
cradled it during your stay
released it to soar in joy
Spring
Alice's daughter
has planted mom's favorites
in window boxes
her mother's home wakes from sleep
grandchildren wade the shoreline
counting her pennies
to buy what she can't let go
she clears the hallways
blueprints drawn for room to grow
still red geraniums bloom
Edit #2
Edit #2
Winter
your empty house sits
snuggled in its same footprint
porches forming wings
as if it could glide across
the lake's icy reflection
half glassed for winter
half screened to catch summer's breeze
your home held your soul
cradled it during your stay
released it to soar in joy
Spring
Alice's daughter
has planted geraniums
in window boxes
her mother's home wakes from sleep
grandchildren wade the shoreline
counting her pennies
to buy what she can't let go
she clears the hallways
blueprints drawn for room to grow
but replants mom's best loved blooms
---------------------------------
(I've considered the word "same" in L2 and can't seem to let it go. I haven't figured out why it doesn't come across when it seems vital to me. hhhmmmm)
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Edit #1
Winter
your empty house sits
snuggled in its same footprint
porches forming wings
as if it could glide across
the lake's icy reflection
half glassed for winter
half screened to catch summer's breeze
your home held your soul
cradled it during your stay
released it to soar in joy
Spring
Alice's daughter
has planted geraniums
in window boxes
her mother's home wakes from sleep
grandchildren wade the shoreline
counting her pennies
to buy what she can't let go
the house becomes hers
changing it to suit herself
she retains mom's best loved blooms
-------------
(meh, unsure, any thoughts?)
------------
Original
Winter
your empty house sits
snuggled in its same footprint
porches forming wings
as if it could glide across
the lake's reflection, soaring
half glassed for winter
half screened to catch summer's breeze
your home held your soul
cradled it during your stay
released it to soar in joy
Spring
Alice's daughter
has planted geraniums
in window boxes
her mother's home wakes from sleep
great-grandchildren wade the shore
counting her pennies
to buy what she can't let go
Alice's daughter
breathes new life into the void
replanting mom's favorites
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