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Author Name: FreeRoger Bacon 26 Comments
Date Added: October 02, 2008 19:10:34 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Google Earth
The peonies are still there,
in bloom, as if we never left,
and the house, outlined with
bright, red gutters and down
spouts, remains unchanged.
Even the sky looks the same,
blue and holding promise
of something good.  I remember
wind the most, and a few
more cedars are looking thin.
In time, all will be gone.
The porch swing looks new,
from fresh varnish, but I'm
sure the creak remains, from
the weight of Dad's worry
about putting corn seed
in the ground, and hoping
for the best.  The railroad
track along side the Duncan
place is still there.  I can
see a nod from the Engineer
and a wave from the Conductor,
as I lean over, put my ear on the
track and wait well after the
last sound of passing fades.  
 
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Comment By: Freenoah count on March 19, 2017 08:47:33 PM Report


Embarrassed I had never read this beauty.

 

Comment By: FreeThe Bag Lady on October 19, 2009 12:34:53 PM Report
Love it, love it, love it~!!!  Ah, yes, that wonderful fun-time with Google Earth.....I brought up some old places and was shocked to see a parking lot~!!  This is wonderful, Roger.....((but of course, ALL your work is wonderful)))
Hugs...Margaret....the spying with Google Earth Baglady....CONGRATZ on your Award....

Comment By: FreeElla on October 9, 2009 06:10:10 PM Report
striking! the feeling this invokes in me is something close to archetypical. lovely!
Comment By: FreesHeRi on October 4, 2009 11:49:56 AM Report
Congrats on your award..enjoyed reading it.
Comment By: Freeb w mayer on October 2, 2009 10:30:10 AM Report
Beautiful!! One of the finest pieces I have read in some time. Congratulations!!!
Comment By: FreeLady Dragonwyck on October 1, 2009 11:00:48 AM Report

Roger:  congratulations on the Feature Poem Award for this marvelous write. 


Lady Dragonwyck 


Comment By: FreeSharon Jorcil James on October 1, 2009 09:43:42 AM Report
An exceptionally beautiful glimpse into your past. Lovely images are conjured up in the reader's mind. I love this write a whole lot...it is certainly one I can relate to. A fantastic poem indeed and one truly deserving of the award. Bravo! Bravo!!

 

Sharon JJ

Comment By: FreeJennifer on October 1, 2009 08:38:05 AM Report
I loved this then.... I love this now! GOOD FOR YOU Roger! congrats!
Jenny

Comment By: FreeMoon Fairy on October 1, 2009 12:52:17 AM Report
Bravo Roger! A excellent write that deserves an award.
Enjoyed and congratulations to you.
~Tracie
Comment By: Freejess on October 1, 2009 12:45:19 AM Report
congrats on winning the Featured Award for this piece
Comment By: FreeLinda Jo on September 30, 2009 11:56:58 PM Report
congratulations! I loved this piece so clear and in sharp focus...from another cornhusker...LindaJo
Comment By: FreeM J W Hayes on August 10, 2009 11:03:46 AM Report
Thoghtful echo of things now past. I like.

Van der Pieterman

Comment By: FreeKenneth Hoffman on January 8, 2009 07:01:08 PM Report
Your selective memory seems right on target.

 

Comment By: FreeKenneth Hoffman on December 8, 2008 08:24:33 PM Report
We all have an occasional irresistable urge to visit our past homes.  You have captured the sad mood even though the memories are still there.
Comment By: FreeBruce A. Peaslee on November 5, 2008 01:30:13 PM Report
Roger,  I get the same sensation when I use Google Earth.  Visiting place of the long past to see if or how they have changed.  Great program and a nice work here.

 

 

 

---Poetrydad---

Comment By: FreeLeonard Wilson on October 29, 2008 06:29:03 PM Report
Just fantastic work, Roger. I could see and hear it all..That's what good writing is supposed to do....len
Comment By: FreeHannah Mae on October 11, 2008 01:19:42 PM Report
I love this poem. Fantastic imagery and emotion

 

 

Comment By: FreeSteve on October 7, 2008 11:20:32 AM Report

A well written poem with wonderful imagery.


Comment By: FreeAlison Storm Wolf on October 4, 2008 11:44:26 AM Report
You are to my mind one of the very best poets on here with a style all of your own that moves me more times than I can count. Your page should be displaying many awards and when things get up and running in the new system I sincerely hope you start getting the recognition you so strongly deserve!!!

Ali x

Comment By: PremiumDavid Turner on October 3, 2008 07:50:40 PM Report

Roger - have you submitted this? This is great. Orinal idea and very moving yet completely understated - I assume it is about looking up your old home on Google Earth?


 


David


Comment By: Freejag on October 3, 2008 06:51:10 PM Report
Excellent poem Roger, such vividness in your writing is always a joy to read

Comment By: PremiumRaymond Pinsonneault on October 3, 2008 11:53:27 AM Report
Another super write Roger, brought me back a few years also...oh yes, for sure google earth will ingest the house yard and railroad tracks and it will not take that long.....I did a painting of such a house only about sixty years old and the vines and shrubbery were grown all over it to almost up to the water spouts....

May I translate your "google earth" to French to title my painting ?

Comment By: FreeJennifer on October 3, 2008 08:54:33 AM Report
I do like to google earth, the satelite imagry is exceptional. but your poems imagry is better. I use google earth a whole lot and they do need to update their pictures. I agree it is nice to see things how they once were ... the picture of my house has a red bench in our yard which has been gone now well over 10 years. well this poems title sparked my interest, and the poem itself brought me back...thanks

jen

Comment By: FreeCindy Bendel on October 2, 2008 08:57:12 PM Report
Roger, incredible images of a past remembered juxtaposed against the technology of today. Who would of thought we could narrow down from a place in the heavens and see so much detail. I am so happy to see something new from you. You remain one of my favorite authors anywhere and anytime.

~Cindy.

Comment By: PremiumMary Lou Allen on October 2, 2008 08:45:29 PM Report
This is wonderful, Roger. You've inspired me to Google my own old homeplace. I'd almost forgot about the hugh oaks and magnolias. I could barely see part of the red tile roof through the trees. But it was certainly worth the minute or two it takes to get a glimpse of the old neighborhood. Thanks for the inspiration. Well done. ML
Comment By: FreeFilthy on October 2, 2008 07:07:47 PM Report
I love this Roger.




 


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