Tuesday, January 7, 2020

The Wooden Gate Comments

Rating: 4.8

the old dirt path that led to home
familiar surroundings all overgrown
the home now a shell of what was once
the picket fence in disrepair laid where it had fallen
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John A'Hern
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Kim Barney 10 February 2020

Very nicely don, John. I can picture that old gate, as I have seen many like it. Congratulations on the selection of this poem as Member Poem of the Day!

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John Ahern 11 February 2020

Hi Kim, thank you for your comment. That old gate needed a bit of nostalgia from me, it is always following me around in my memories.

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Shaun Cronick 10 February 2020

A terrific and well written, enjoyble poem on display here John. Warm salutations to you sir and your well deserved Poem of the Day It encapsulates nostalgic child-hood memories by the portent of a gate.Superb! Thank you for sharing your wonderful memories John and may God Bless and Keep you and the loved ones around your good self.

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John Ahern 11 February 2020

Hi Shaun, thank you for your kind words, also thank you for reading and commenting on the poem.

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Dr Antony Theodore 10 February 2020

when did all this destruction take place? no answer, just creaks and groans a gentle breeze appeared as if called sitting once more, back leaning against a wall.. very fine poem full of memories and love. tony

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John Ahern 10 February 2020

Thank you, Dr Tony Brahim, you saw the love and memories within this poem, thank you once again for taking the time to read and comment on it.

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Edward Kofi Louis 10 February 2020

Old dirt path! ! Meeting the wooden gate. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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John Ahern 10 February 2020

Thank you for reading and commenting, it is always a pleasure to share a poem.

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Lodigiana Poetess 10 February 2020

Such a delightfully nostalgic poem that transports the reader back to personal memories of bygone days..Thank you so much for sharing this..a worthy Poem of the Day. Lodigiana x

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John Ahern 10 February 2020

Thank you for your comments. Nostalgia keeps on tapping me on the shoulder these days.

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Mahtab Bangalee 10 February 2020

come come back to old place observe every side goodly once where your hands touched, feet ran, breaths enjoyed the freshness ............... touche and remember the happily gone old days beautiful poem penned

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John Ahern 10 February 2020

Hi Mahtab Bangalee, thank you for your comments. Your descriptive words of the old days are a joy to read.

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Bernard F. Asuncion 10 February 2020

A well crafted poem of the day. Congrats on your featured piece....10+++++*

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John Ahern 10 February 2020

Hi Bernard F. Asuncion, thank you for your comment, they are always appreciated when the poet knows that someone has taken the time to read their poem and then congratulates them.

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