In Simpler Times

Written for Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads – Weekend Mini-Challenge:  “Out of Your Own Words”  (imagined by Magaly Guerrero)

Grandma loved wearing red nail polish,
fanning out her fingers in admiration.
In her bedroom, silver brushes and combs
adorned her dresser, arrayed on a silver-
edged tray. I loved holding that thick
brush in my hands, pretending I was
a movie star. My grandparents lived
in a working class Brooklyn neighborhood.
No one had money for a night on
the town. Gowns were seen only
on new brides. Grandma and Grandpa
did not need an excuse to dress well.
When they visited, grandma wore a
flowered dress, and blood red lipstick.
Grandpa walked at her side with pride.
His clothes were neatly pressed,
and he always wore a hat. They were
happy. Family was everything.

(This beginning was taken from A Porcelain Creamer)

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About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are in the process of returning to New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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17 Responses to In Simpler Times

  1. Jae Rose says:

    Such a touching tribute – I love it!

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  2. This makes me think of my own grandparents, who lived in that same gentler time. A wonderful poem! Loved it.

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  3. kim881 says:

    Your poem reminded me of my my own grandmother, whose ‘silver brushes and combs / adorned her dresser, arrayed on a silver- / edged tray’.

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  4. You’ve captured such a vivid moment. I can see the bright nail polish, see your grandmother’s face, admiring her work. 🙂

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  5. I think a lot of us can relate. That sounds like my Mom rather than my grandmother, but Grandma loved a pretty dress and perfume. Your poem paints such a vivid picture of another time.

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  6. Lovely capture. Family is everything!

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  7. This is wonderfully tender and heartfelt 💖 sigh.. Lovely write!💖

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  8. kanzensakura says:

    A wonderful write. Those were the times before cell phones, tablets, twitter, FB and other digital annoyances took control of us. Your grandparents sound like mine. I really enjoyed this poem.

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