The table is set
with Mom’s
dinnerware
you remember
the ones with
the gray roses
tipped with a blush
of pink to match
the tablecloth
slowly you begin
to materialize
first Dad
sniffing the air
to make sure
we’re not having
any spicy foods
Grampy marches in
ordering everyone
around then Nonie
(you are still so beautiful)
sits down gracefully
you hand me a plate
piled high
with donuts
and I can smell
the nutmeg
Memere and Pepere
enter quietly
like clouds and sunshine
smile, Memere!
Uncle Bob, distinguished
and Uncle George
rumpled,
drink in hand
take their places
we eat what we always
ate: fluffy mashed potatoes,
fresh string beans,
and a beef roast
we talk and laugh
and reminisce
just after the lemon
meringue pie
you start to dissipate
like the steam
rising from the coffee
cups I clean up,
do the dishes
and later nibble
on one of those
plain donuts.
22 comments:
A marvellous feast of the culinary and togetherness.
Enjoyed that.
This poem is awesome...beautiful...heart warming... and more that I cannot verbalize at this moment. a remembrance of loved ones voiced in a warm loving way. "dissipate like steam from a warm cup of coffee" is a line that will always make me remember my family when I drink my morning coffee. thank you
I like all that food and also the people you invited. Interesting set!
feasting in that crescent-shaped cove
Wonderfully written, and a heart-touching assembly of family members, each a character in their own right. I can see the good memories that went into this, and it makes me long for one more Sunday dinner at home... yes, with mashed potatoes, and string beans and pot roast and pie. Perfect!
I could see the family gathered in the room. Lovely.
b
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Nice structure, i liked the three word paragraphs :) beautiful poem! brought me back to one of those sundays when i was having a meal with my family.
I loved this!
I had trouble picking actual people for mine - they all competed for the seat at the table in my mind - so I took some artistic liberties.
thanks for sharing.
-SoC
perfect ... family that you love around a table with all the memories that that brings
absolutely heartwarming and beautiful!
Gathering at the table often reminds us of absent friends.
I love the image of "you start to dissipate like the steam of the coffee cup..." beautiful!
Was I actually there at this family get together???
Wow! You put me in place as if I was handing over the beef to you..:)
Beautiful feeling..Amazing flow of verses and I loved the random use of scribblings..Awesome!
Felt like being with my family again and finally nibbling on that plain doughnut? Nice one...
Keep writing so well..Love to read your scribblings...
now i want some donuts!
always enjoy your poetry style
Lovely thoughts of family dinners past.
I loved the image of your guests starting to "dissipate like the steam rising from the coffee cups [you're] cleaning up." The savory flavors of this feast, though, will linger; a pleasant memory.
I almost went there but now I'm glad I didn't. Your sentimental imagery touched all my senses through the heart.
i love your take on this unique prompt this week! truly puts a smile on my face!
Pop Comes the Baby
Lovely, a family gathering to share, love and food.
Beautifully written! What an interesting take on this week's prompt. I felt like I was right there in the middle of it.
Good one Linda, got to meet your family and almost tasted that doughnut. I love plain doughnuts.
I can only hope that my children reminisce about family meals in the same way that you and I do.
I wrote a Haiku this time, as you have seen, but there is definitely a longer poem lurking in me somewhere about the table I have inherited. It was my Grandfathers, Dads and now mine.
Sounds so yummy! Great writing!
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