the charelston cookie tin

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the charelston cookie tin

 

at grandmas house on a shelf
or up on top the 'fridge
id always see the cookie tin
of charleston chocolate chips


the picture of the cookie seemed
as big as my whole head
at least from where i had stood
it probably could have been


i wonder what was in that tin
cookies or other treats
it was always kept up on a shelf
high above my reach


i never saw the cookie tin
sitting on the floor
never saw it on the table
or behind a cabinet door


always there in plain sight
for everyone to see
were the cookies held there within
for anyone to eat


with the lid snapped down and out of reach
the tin often caught my eye
the curiosity of it all
racing through my mind


must have been just for grandma
not for kids to touch
a special thing kept from me
only for the grown-ups


in my mind id often think
someday id have a tin
one that was all my own
and id share it with my kids


i wonder what happened to
that old cookie tin
the one that i could never touch
made by charleston chocolate chips


 

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earthly commented on the charelston cookie tin

04-02-2010

Sweet poem about a cherished memory-I enjoyed reading-Namaste...Earthly

Dano

04/07/2010

thanks for taking the time to read and comment earthly

soulwriter commented on the charelston cookie tin

02-25-2010

This us what I really like about poetry... Me six two 200lbs athletic and well rounded - an average guy with diverse taste...PROUD to read and write poetry because it can be fantacy, sad, joyfuly, impossible or just like this genuine poem ... Warming to the soul so real to life that it flood the mind with memories and images in such a way as to make a smile last well beyond the written words!!! 10

Dano

02/25/2010

thank you for taking the time to read this and for your kind words

Charlie23 commented on the charelston cookie tin

02-25-2010

This is just cool! Takes me back to my own childhood memories! Awesome poem!

Dano

02/25/2010

thank you for taking the time to read and comment

Maleficent commented on the charelston cookie tin

02-24-2010

cute one! reminds me of my grandad who wouldn't share the plum jam with the kids! I guess everyone has their special 'stuff'... write on!

Dano

02/25/2010

the thing is... i never even asked... i guess i always assumed that if i was supposed to see or have what was in the tin then it would have been at eye level for me...

ginga commented on the charelston cookie tin

02-24-2010

Dano. I love this whimsical poem that leaves the reader still wondering. Wonderfully constructed with a questioning voice that keeps the reader curious. Superb. ginga

Dano

02/24/2010

thank you ginga... i think that is the first superb i have ever gotten

A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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1
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another jagged pill 1
i just cant... 1
entitlement?!
?!?
1
entitlement!!
!!
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panic 2
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when the fires burn 1
through the night 1
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a mournful rain 1
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... 1
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in the attic 4
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the me inside of me 2
another day 1
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a blinding dark 1
growing pain 3
the longest of nights 5
... 7