Junie Z.

June 21, 2015October 22, 2017lillian

West School, still here.
That metal bar around the schoolyard,
smoother now. So many years
of little hands sliding along its surface.
I bend low, touch its coolness
and you’re with me again.
Junie with the short dark hair.
Eyes closed, I see four anklet socks
in plain brown mary janes
kick up and over the rail,
cotton dresses in laughing faces.
Up the street, a car alarm blares.
And just like that,
your laughter floats away,
my hand lifted from the bar.

WRITING PROMPT in my June Challenge class: recall a memory of someone, what provoked the memory — a scent, a place?

stewcarol June 21, 2015 / 8:54 pm

Adorable. Sweet memories and pics.

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- lillian June 22, 2015 / 10:22 am
  
  Thanks, Carol! I sent the poem to June yesterday, and she loved it! 🙂 It was really quite fun to see her after all those years — jogged the memory a lot!
  
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Karen June 22, 2015 / 12:24 am

Sweet. How great that you got to reconnect.

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- lillian June 22, 2015 / 10:23 am
  
  Thanks, Karen. Yes, we really had fun! I brought along a bunch of old pictures — and we reminisced about our folks too — all gone now but really some fun memories — and she had some different recollections than I did and vice versa.
  
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BarbaraK aka fiddlbarb June 22, 2015 / 2:55 am

So very beautiful and precious.

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- lillian June 22, 2015 / 10:24 am
  
  Thanks, Barb. It was a fun one to write!
  
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AnnMarie Roselli-Kissack June 22, 2015 / 11:31 am

Morning Lillian –
I first thought this was about the character from the series, Junie B. Jones – then I thought I don’t think Junie goes back that far – she too wears little socks and is an endearing sort. This was a lovely piece of writing. What a wonderful way to create a creative connection – through a metal bar.
You gals must have had quite the reunion – the pictures show two little ladies with impish grins.
Great snaps! Great writing this am!
Time flies as quickly as touching briefly then lifting away.
am:)

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- lillian June 22, 2015 / 1:31 pm
  
  Thanks much! It was a fun piece to write 🙂 And yes….we talked and talked and talked and talked and laughed and laughed and laughed! 🙂
  Have a great day…
  
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Jahnavi Chintakunta June 23, 2015 / 3:29 pm

Lillian, It would have been nostalgic! Your poem aptly describes those feelings.

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- lillian June 23, 2015 / 3:58 pm
  
  It was indeed wonderful to see her again! So glad you liked it 🙂
  
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Poetry by Tosh June 25, 2015 / 2:38 pm

This is really beautiful. I love the feelings that the poem stirs…. lost in the moment wrapped of a warm memory..

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- lillian June 25, 2015 / 4:22 pm
  
  Exactly…..wrapped up in a warm memory….😊
  
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