Grandmama Poem by Sally Plumb Plumb
Grandmama
My grandmama would knit serene
as through the window
came a stream of sunlight ribbons
for her hair.
And cat would curl
the wool around
where it lay tumbled
on the ground.
Dappled carpet
and dappled walls
and rainbows from the spinners halls.
As in comforts chair I lay
watching grandmama each day,
knitting colours from the balls
of rainbow from the magic halls
that spun the dreams
of autumn sun,
and cat, and dapples
all in one.
this is a very beautiful tribute.Love every words here.thanks for sharing.God bless! !
The knitted poem inspired by grandmama really creating a nice and fine structure here..It relax my mind through the words therapy you shared here...reduce some stress to repress the pressure, and the lines told with all pleasure and i am sure this is very nice poem to soothe bad new days by consuming god old memory..nice write Sally _Unwritten Soul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 10:31:45 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Full of light and colour this - You have made a picture of your grandmama I can see. Isn't poetry the ultimate in mind-transference, telepathy if you like?