Growing up in Lubbock,
Child of dust storms,
There were years when all of my memories
Were shaped by wind:
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Your poem is like a journey through the vast landscape of memories and imagination, so full of colours and reminiscences. Those beautiful moments are alive and in eternity as long as thery are remembered and expressed in such vivid poetry. Thanks for sharing and best wishes to you. A.
One cannot change the direction of the wind yet we can adjust our contemplations with wind and it is indeed a fact that memories can sail with wind and time. The shapely patterns of wind can make ones memories remingle in the mind and make one really calm with all those golden elapsed moments curling in between the crus and gyri of the mind.......10/10
Wind has the ability to turn the memories into their original shape and a poet can shape the memories into living words. The wind and the poetess, Lillian Thomas, both have acted like 'shape memory alloy' in this beautiful nostalgic poem. It also evoked the similar remembrances of my childhood village life. Best Regards Naseer
You have painted a vivid picture of your memories. A wonderful job, Susan. Ron
I enjoyed the journey you laid out through such wonderful imagery. It puts you in it to feel it, even though it's not the readers place. Best Steve
Another wonderful poem for my favourites collection. Your imagery is fantastic - even though I don't know the place, I feel as if I am there with you all those years ago. I particularly love the final verse, final line.
truly amazing! ! fantasticly writen! ! awesome! !