Treasure Island

Sandra Fowler

(February,4,1937 / W. Columbia, WV, USA)

A Single Note


A lilac for the anonymity,
Of Mrs. Hinkle's simple poetry.
It shines within the margins of its space,
A single note of captivating grace.

The subtle sun through ancient maple leaves,
Paints memory with a gentleness that grieves.
A touch of soul is music to the bone,
Even after every wing has flown.

For Julia Ann Hinkle 1846-1908. This lady rests on a hill
above my house beneath a poem of her own composition.
She has been a great inspiration to me throughout my poetry life.

Submitted: Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Edited: Monday, May 23, 2011

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  • Nivedita Bagchi SPC UK (3/23/2010 3:49:00 PM)

    ‘…A touch of soul is music to the bone, /Even after every wing has flown.’

    A finest poetic tribute to Julia Ann Hinkle 1846-1908…..a touch of music to bone…..oh excellent just into marrow…thrilling and shuddering by the composition…if I were like Ma’am
    Ms. Nivedita
    UK
    PS 10+ (Report) Reply

  • Shashendra Amalshan (8/6/2009 10:05:00 AM)

    Who ever inspire you ma'am.. I m glad and very thankful for that person..
    cause you write very beautiful poems indeed.. your poems sort of have a very soothing effect on mind., .. I like that effect.. there are few poets in this site that can make that sort of a effect on reader's mind.. this is a good write..

    with love
    shan (Report) Reply

  • T McH (6/11/2009 11:02:00 AM)

    I think 'captivating grace' desscribes this piece (and its author) in a nutshell. A tear to the eye, S. t x (Report) Reply

  • Luis Gil (6/9/2009 5:55:00 PM)

    'A touch of soul is music to the bone' The power of words to communicate. Thanks for the poem, Sandra (Report) Reply

  • Will Barber (5/31/2009 11:52:00 PM)

    Bless Mrs. Hinkle, Sandra, and bless you.

    You shine on a hill of your own, an inspiration to poets world-wide. (Report) Reply

  • Naseer Ahmed Nasir (5/31/2009 1:53:00 PM)

    The subtle sun through ancient maple leaves,
    Paints memory with a gentleness that grieves.
    A touch of soul is music to the bone,
    Even after every wing has flown.

    Harmoniousness of your single note is like a symphony. Anonymity disclosed
    with respect and honour. Beautiful acknowledgement for a beautiful soul. You
    are very kind, Sandra.
    Best Regards
    Naseer (Report) Reply

  • Alison Cassidy (5/30/2009 7:43:00 PM)

    Reverence penned with beauty and gentle respect. Your single note must be the oboe - the instrument that tunes the whole orchestra; the instrument that Bach uses so sweetly in so many of his Cantata obligatos. Her name, Mrs. Hinkle, reminds me of Mrs. Tiggy Winkle (my favorite Beatrix Potter character) . Your 'touch of soul is music to the bone' is particularly evocative. love, Alison ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ (Report) Reply

  • Louis Rams (5/30/2009 3:18:00 PM)

    a wonderful dedication to a woman who inspired your life.
    and found your pen for beautiful poetry to write.

    i also thank her for touching your soul
    for you are a woman to behold.

    VERY BEAUTIFUL (Report) Reply

  • premji premji (5/30/2009 6:33:00 AM)

    a suryakanti (sunflower) for this wonderful write.....
    these lines will fill marrow on dead bones....life...... (Report) Reply

  • Surayya Abbas (5/30/2009 4:05:00 AM)

    An excellent tribute.I like your bright thoughts and shine of your heart.
    May God bless you with peace and love. (Report) Reply

  • Aijaz Asif (5/30/2009 1:55:00 AM)

    The subtle sun through ancient maple leaves,
    Paints memory with a gentleness that grieves.
    A touch of soul is music to the bone,
    Even after every wing has flown.- bravo, bravo

    an extremely beautiful and superb write, Sandra ji and i don't have enough vocab to express my feeling for this short piece, many 100'sssss and AA++++++ and it sure goes to my collections

    thanks and rgds
    asif (Report) Reply

  • Chitra - (5/29/2009 11:08:00 AM)

    this is a beautiful tribute, an emotional note of remembrance...heartfelt to the core (Report) Reply

  • Meggie Gultiano (5/29/2009 7:33:00 AM)

    A touch of soul is music to the bone,
    Even after every wing has flown

    I love these lines, Sandra.This touched me very much.
    The lady in this tribute must be that great..for the one she inspired (You, Sandra)
    is an eloquent and respected writer that i love very much.
    Bless you, Sandra..A wonderful treat for me tonight.

    Love and hugs,
    Meggie (Report) Reply

  • Raveendran . (5/29/2009 1:49:00 AM)

    The inscrutable yet touching music of the soul is heard when the leaves of those ancient maples clatter in the sunny wind (Report) Reply

  • Uriah Hamilton (5/28/2009 6:53:00 PM)

    The poem and the story are dramatic...finding poetry and personality
    remaining long into the eternal day far beyond the funeral tears
    of a moment past. (Report) Reply

  • Yelena M. (5/28/2009 3:28:00 PM)

    A beautiful poem, surely touches the very depth of the soul of every sensitive reader and brings peace into hearts.Thanks for sharing with us this poetic dedication, Sandra.
    A. (Report) Reply

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