A really, really cool poem, Silvia.
I am going to have a go at this for sure and will link to your page:)

Old things have a story, this is so true.
I have all kinds of old objects in my home, some are from ancient Egypt and when I hold them in my hand I can feel their story in a language without words.

Cane slats weathered by tears,
torn by the to and fro motion
of a mother rocking her child.
Banished to the meadow,
abandoned by mortals

^^^
this stanza stood out for me, because I always used to rock my boy. I had a rocking chair next to his crib and downstairs as well and I always used to sing for him until he calmed down and fell asleep.

You always have so much to share with us, I am so happy to have met you!

This was yet another gem:)

*hugs*

5/5 Ingrid

"What secrets do you know?
Through the years, souls you have borne
upon your lap, joyful children after a day of hide and seek,
the young couple soon to be wed,
a mourning woman who lost the love of her life.
Comfort and consolation that has worn you down."
`I loved the point of view/perspective of this piece, you can hear the authors voice cleary in this talking to the chair... you can tell this chair is old just from your great words and description.

"Cane slats weathered by tears,
torn by the to and fro motion
of a mother rocking her child.
Banished to the meadow,
abandoned by mortals."
`Great description.. your words really bring this chair to life and help us see it more clearly

"Once cloaked in vibrant browns
now muted, faded by loneliness.
Rays of light upon the empty seat,
do you desire rebirth,
to become more than a repository
for a crystal vase of roses."
`Theres some sadness here but the way you used it to describe the chair being lonely was great, but you did really well with it and made this poem your own. I am quite impressed!!

5/5. Temps [Beyond a Poets Mind]

Its something differen, like an art piece all
put together..like the pieces of life. Very
nicely done!

Sylvia
What a great job you did on this form. The painting was great. Wonderful imagery I could invsion the chair with out the picture :)
Excellent!
Love Cindy

Sylvia - This is wonderful! I love the personification of the chair and the image of children sitting in its lap - and the idea that the color has faded from loneliness.

Very Nicely Penned!!!

Oh Sylvia this was such a touching piece. I have thought of writing along the same subject but never could pen something that fit. You have done an outstanding job on this and brought to life memories of my childhood and young adulthood. Thanks.

Take Care,
kay

I really loved this poem Cindy. It is full of memories and emotions, lol. The words "faded by loneliness" and "the empty seat" especially touched my heart..as they reminded me of a song my mother used to sing called "sitting alone in an old rocking chair." Excellent write.

The imagery and the story behind it is well portrayed.
Your'e truly a master in any form or style of writing.
Gret job my friend.
Paul...