03-04-2014, 03:36 AM
Tom, What a wonderful tone poem you have crafted! This evokes that homeward bound fuzzy warmth that we all have experienced. I like the title bleed into the first line and how it serves as a recapitulation in the close. Great sigh of familiarity and calm in the opener. For me, all of those landscape references speak just as much of home as the house itself. I could even relate to those 'sentences', as hard yard-work was often my punishment for missteps, but I loved it and did such a good job that my Dad would always slip me a few dollars for my efforts anyway. You could play the wording here and there as others no doubt point out, but in a poem such as this some of the more common phrasing evokes that shared experience appeal of the poem. We had a walnut and crabapple dropping those conkers on us too. The 'conservation with Dad' moved me as well. Especially, not having him with us now. Nice work and thanks for sharing./Chris
My new watercolor: 'Nightmare After Christmas'/Chris

