
I’d like to share a poem I came across many years ago that has become part of my collection of favorites. George Ella Lyon is an American author from Kentucky who has published several genres, including picture books, articles, juvenile novels, and of course poetry.
I am from clothspins, from Clorox and carbon-tetrachloride. I am from the dirt under the back porch. (Black, glistening, it taste like beets.) I am from forsythia bush the Dutch elm whose long-gone limbs I remember as if they were my own. I'm from fudge and eyeglasses, from Imogene and Alafair. I'm from the know-it-alls and the pass-it-ons, from Perk up! and Pipe down! I'm from He restoreth my soul with a cotton ball lamb and ten verses I can say myself. I'm from Artemus and Billie's branch, fried corn and strong coffee. From the finger my grandfather lost to the auger, the eye my father shut to keep his sight. Under my bed was a dress box spilling old pictures, a sift of lost faces to drift beneath my dreams. I am from those moments-- snapped before I budded-- leaf-fall from the family tree.
(In case you were wondering, that very last line is what caught hold of me, lol. Hope you enjoy this as much as I do!)
It’s beautiful and visceral! Thank you for sharing.
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Thanks, had always read it in a man’s voice due to the name until I did my research and discovering otherwise, lol.
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What a deep and treasured poem Tammy. 💖 The author dug deep into their existence and what they discovered from where they came produced their overall being, who they became from who/what they were. Deep and powerful. I can see how you connected to that last line. I think we all can. Thanks so much for sharing something so personal that you hold dear to your evolution.
Have a FANtabulous day my dear! 😍 🥰 😘
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Thanks big Sis, I’ve been having such a rough time lately since reuniting with long lost relatives, that I haven’t been able to focus. this was a last minute share that sums up what I’ve been feeling the last two weeks. I’m worn out, but in a good way, lol.
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Well girlfriend, you hang in there. I was talking to one of my first cousins this week who just lost another sister to COPD a week ago. We talked about the illusion of what we thought we saw in familial relations growing up, and what actually is underneath those relationships. It can be exhausting as you said and can leave us somewhat bewildered.
As my cousin so lovingly reminded me, you can pick your nose, and you can pick your friends, but you can’t pick your family! Oh my!!! Hang in there sista’ and get some rest! Have a awe-inspiring day! 🌞 🌺 🌟 Smooches!!! 🥰 💋😘
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You as well. Every day I say I’m going to email you, but I don’t have the energy to stare at this computer long ( and I thought I had a virus of something this week and my computer was broke), but the kids came to the rescue to inform me my wi-fi was just slow due to all the wind, lol. It’s ok if you laugh at me too, they did. Everything is actually going great, just digging and learning more about family is mentally draining. I pray all has been well with you Queen.
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Sweetie, you need not explain anything. You are good. I know how finicky these computers and that Wi-Fi system can be. I too have the exact issue with slow speeds, but I just take a breath and work on something else. I’m always multitasking for some strange reason!!! LOL 😝 🤣 😜
We’re doing well here and pray that you and your family are too. It’s always something strange and unusual going on, but I just look at those things with a raised eyebrow and say…Child please! 🤨 Any who, look to this week with great expectation. I understand how trying it is to trace your genealogical roots and it can be taxing, but I know how I too felt going through loads of research. But somehow, when you find out some historical fun facts, it’s really rewarding. You just continue to add more to your story! 🥂
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Thanks my dear. I personally need to stop multi-tasking. My momma always called me an octopus because of it & how quickly I’d whip up a meal all while keeping the kitchen clean 😂.
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You go Miss Octopus!!! 🐙🐙🐙 While we know we need to stop multitasking (is that voluntarily possible?) it just shows your dedication to getting the job (whatever job it may be) done. I think that we are influenced by our foreparents, because so much needed to be done before the sun set.
What we have to do is to learn how to relax more and if that means letting some stuff or folks go…well, then so be it! Go on and live your best life QT!!! 👑
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Wonderful poem, Tammy. Thanks so much for sharing .💕
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Thanks Grace, I appreciate you dear!
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Likewise, my friend . My pleasure 💕❤️💕
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I’m from this poem
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Beautiful! it is in part the inspiration behind my poem (also named for my blog) “5thGeneration Girl” a previous post tracing my ancestors.
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Very rare and inspiring poem 👍🤝
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I thought so as well when I first came across it. Thanks for stopping by.
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Love this. That whole last stanza got me.
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lol, that’s what hooked me too. Thanks for stopping by.
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Thanks & big hugs!!!!
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Love this poem. It speaks to everyone and says so much.
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Great, glad it speaks to you as well❣️
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Beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing. I’m glad you have found comfort within it. I remember many of those things from childhood.
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Yes, those treasured memories ☺️.
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I’ve never heard of this poem before but I like it and love the author’s offering of glimpses of her childhood and the moments, good and bad, that shaped her into who she is. To me, it reinforces the steps that we’ve taken, good and bad, help make us who are and are what makes us unique and special. Thanks for sharing that!
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Yes, exactly why I love it 😁. Thanks for stopping by Ab.
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I enjoyed this thank you for sharing with us
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For sure, I’m happy you enjoyed it ❣️
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Pain, imagery, and legacy. This poem had me at the first line. So original and nostalgic. Thank you for sharing, Tammy.
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You’re welcome Michelle. I remember breaking down each stanza when I first came across it, I felt the same way 💕
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This is one that should not be rushed… many images and ideas to process. 💗
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Awww, yes I totally agree. I appreciate you dear, thanks!
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My pleasure.
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This is a beautiful poem one many can relate to. 💕
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That’s so nice to hear, I’m glad I shared it. Most of my readers have had the same experience. I appreciate your feedback ❣️
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Very beautiful poem!
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Thanks, I’m happy you enjoyed it ❣️
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nice poem..
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I love poetry and that last line caught my eye as well.
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That’s what got me too, being so involved with tracing my ancestors. Glad you enjoyed it.
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Yes I sure get tracing our ancestors. I have been on a somewhat similar journey for a few years now learning about a lot of our Black History. It has been a eye opening experience. I have luaghed, cried, gotten angry and just went numb from some things I have learned.
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I understand, I experienced the same emotions learning about my family.
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What a gem you shared with me today. How real it is. Loved it. Thanks for sharing. Wow.
Be well. I wish you miracles.
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Aww, thanks I appreciate your encouragement. Blessings to you my friend.🙏
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Thanks for sharing this, its so beautiful! xo
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My pleasure 👍
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ciao buona domenica ❤
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Indeed it’s a beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing 😊
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Happy you enjoyed it, thanks for reading my friend!
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Such a deep poem I loved it! Hits different! ❤️
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It’s an old favorite. I don’t write much poetry these days although there are a few on my blog that I’ve had published over the years.
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Aww. Keep writing poetry because I’m getting a feeling that you have a lot to share and your expression through words is great! From reading that poem, I could make out this ❤️
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Thanks for the support, we can encourage each other, lol.
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Definitely! 😊
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What a beautiful poem. I love this. It sounds s little like me as a southern child. Thank you for the introduction to the writer. Beautiful. ❤️❤️
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That is why it resonates with me, being born in the south. I’m a farm girl😁
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