Friday, February 5, 2010

Grandpa Remembers - Guest Post by Taylor Graham

Photo by DK Miller of the Shutterbug Eye @


The river in its rippling sheen of patterns
green and silver, blue with sky,
rocks, trees inverted, sound of silkworms

on mulberry leaves, soft water-sounds
of Mother spinning, reeling threads from
boiled cocoons twisted into yarn, spools

he holds as she weaves a fabric, then
knits the silk to stockings for so many
children in that low-built room by fire-

light, shadows in the upper loft – no attic
in her house of rich scarcity, of getting
along with God’s blessings. A cushion

if a guest should call... the childhood
home a man can never see again. How far
he travels, year by sunny afternoon

before he finds this very night’s
bed, and lets sleep’s river-currents
over-flow his mind.

By: Taylor Graham


RNSANE said...

Talor Graham is incredible.

Sharkbytes (TM) said...

Absolutely wonderful!

Ratty said...

A good poem along with a good photo. They both do good work.

VanillaSeven said...

Mr Graham is very talented indeed. beautiful.

DK Miller said...

Great poem and thank you for featuring my work. I can't believe I missed it. What have I been doing these past days?

Poetic Shutterbug said...

Thanks to all and on behalf of Taylor, your comments are very much appreciated. She is thrilled that you enjoy her poetry.