Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Magic, or You Can be Six Again

(photograph courtesy of Francletography, ©2011, www.Francletography.com)

Magic, or You Can be Six Again

Outside the window
The pure white mountain
Is calling to us.
I hurry into my coat.
“Come on, Daddy!”
Up the hill we climb –
Sled in tow;
My daddy and I,
Ready to race down
The mountain of snow.
Afterwards
We run inside,
Rosy-cheeked
And laughing,
Sipping hot chocolate
And planning another run.

 © Jill Elizabeth Arent Franclemont

Jill Elizabeth Arent Franclemont, a  former corporate attorney and government relations and health policy executive, walked away (well, skipped actually) from the big-city worlds of corporate and political America and headed for a more literary life (equally challenging, but infinitely more enjoyable).  Visit Jill at All Things Jill-Elizabeth and leave a comment about her poem below.

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claudia messelodi · 666 weeks ago

I find this a beautiful "refreshing" poem that reminds me of the happiness and lightheartedness of when I was I child. It also conveys a sense of purity and innocence both embodied in the image of the snowy mountains and of the happy little child. Thanks for sharing this!
Hello Scarlett (with the lovely name) and Jill... vacationing in Aruba. Hope you're enjoying as I compliment your poetry. My favorites... Dinner for Two and Who I Am. Neatly composed, and I just love the window pic, and of course your daughter on the sled. I'll have to look into your book recommendation as well. Nice job.

RYCJ
Hello all! I'm on vacation in Aruba, so this will be quick, but I did want to drop a quick note while I have an internet connection...

I actually wrote this one when I was in high school, believe it or not. I was in AP English, working on "Stained Glass", the poetic collection the class produced every year. It is the only of those pieces I'm not embarrassed by today - the others are full of teenage angst and lame attempts to sound pseudo-intellectual... ;)

The picture is actually my step-daughter, taken by my husband. I just love how free and happy she looks, all full of willful abandon and the dangerous excitement of flying. It's the perfect accompaniment to the feelings embodied in the poem.

I hope you enjoy both!
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I hope you are having a good time. Not the time of year for sledding, but, still fun. :) I was struck by the same thought when I read the poem. It captures the innocence of the age very well.
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