Poem of the Week ~ Poetry for My Grand Daughters~by Jeanette

At the turn of the 20th Century there set in a strong reaction against poetic diction.This was expressed with vigour by William Wordsworth in his Preface to the second edition of the Lyrical Ballads.He was for the language of the common man, for everyday colloquial speech in poetry, what Shakespeare meant by 'russet yeas and honest kersey noes' and T S Eliot asked for 'an easy commerce of the old and new' but Wallace Stevens presented the idea of the 'anti poetic ' that 'there had to be something special about the language of poetry' .Over all the argument leads us to the conclusion that 'poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful emotions' the language can be simple,the lines may contain one syllable words and the sentences may vary in length.Possessing a deep passion for poetry classical poems have always been an inspiration and a guideline but simple poems appeal to the poetic enthusiast equally well.Reading many talented poets focusing on love, nature, the Ides of March, the woes of the world and relationships I came across a lovely heart warming page  which I instantly related with finding a strong appeal in the relationships and the love of 'family bonds' being a primary concern. Jeanette's  title of the Blog 'Precious Notes ' also reflects on her thoughts feelings and beliefs. In this poem she expresses her deep emotions for the grand daughters as she recognizes the innocent attachment, the joy of togetherness and distances never create barriers if one is close at heart.This is a time of family reunions  and for this week I would like to present 'Poetry for My Granddaughters'

POETRY for My Granddaughters
By Jeanette from the Philippines

Alaina and Peachy came to visit

Prancing and dancing with their little feet.

Their sparkling eyes and sweet smiles

Bring my thoughts across the miles.

How I wish I could bring back time

And cuddle you in these arms of mine;

a kiss from Alaina

Because you are off and we don’t see much

I ask of you to please get in touch.

Years from now I will be old

Weak and sick so I will be told;

And I just wish you will be in sight

Saying, “Hello Grandma! We’ll stay for the night.”

More Mundane Thoughts by Jeanette can be read at

http://preciousnotesmundanethoughts.blogspot.com