Fresh on the heels of my step-niece's wedding yesterday, I thought I'd share a memory of my dad from another wedding 16 summers ago. The piece of found poetry is taken from a prose piece in my family history book.
This took place at the pre-wedding breakfast for my cousin, Julianne.
Special Indeed
The morning of
Julianne's wedding
Julianne's wedding to Stephen
The family gathered
Gathered in the dining room for breakfast
Breakfast in the mansion-turned-hotel
The hotel rented out completely
To the wedding party
Dad had arranged
On the morning of
Julianne's wedding
Arranged for a floral delivery
That morning of Julianne's wedding to Stephen
Dad gave all the special women in his life
A beautiful red rose
A red rose for the bride-to-be
A red rose for his daughters
A red rose for Mom
A red rose for Auntie
A red rose for Gram
On the morning of
Julianne's wedding
All the women in Dad's life
Felt very special indeed
- Julia Smith, Aug. 9, 2009 / original text 2000
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Poetry Train Monday - 113 - Special Indeed
Posted by Julia Phillips Smith at 1:10 PM
Labels: Auntie Noel, Brad Smith, Charlie, Dad, Found poetry, Julianne MacLean, Michelle, Poetry Train, Rose, Special Indeed, Stephen MacLean, Uncle Charlie, Wedding
Sunday, August 2, 2009
Poetry Train Monday - 112 - Before They Went Up the Stairs
I have a collection of family stories which I coax out of as many relatives as I can. For today's found poetry, I've taken a prose entry from this collection and turned it into a poem.
Ride the Poetry Train!
Before They Went Up the Stairs
Great-Grandpa Meuse would take
Two weeks' vacation
Would come home
To see his family
During the 'teens and 20's
"No wonder
The children were born
Every second year,"
Gram chuckled
Eugene Meuse
Travelled throughout Canada
Picking up work
Wherever he could find it
He worked
On a ranch in Red Deer, Alberta
On the Welland Canal construction
In Ontario
In a logging camp
Deep in the winter woods
He worked many jobs
In the days before
Social safety nets
It was find work
Or
Your family starved
He took out insurance
When he travelled on the train
Insurance so his family would be
Taken care of
If anything should happen to him
Once he got home
Gram remembers her parents
Retiring to their room
At the time
She didn't realize
What they were
Up to
"I remember them
Goin' up the steps, you know,"
Gram said
Putting her hand over her mouth
Laughing at the thought
But before that
They would head over to his mother's
Gram remembers seeing them
Walk over, arm in arm
"They went to see his mother
Before they went up the stairs,
I think!"
Gram said
Laughing again
- Julia Smith, Aug. 2, 2009 / original text 2000
Posted by Julia Phillips Smith at 12:15 PM
Labels: Before They Went Up the Stairs, Eugene Meuse, Found poetry, Great-Grandfather, Poetry Train