I found you in a closet curled
and mopping up the dust
Now I've hung you to my bedroom wall
and framed you up in glass
To reminisce my summer youth
Peaks, valleys, gushing streams
And promise of adventure's future
Under snow and leafy green
Although somedays I cannot see
Beyond the sunset of tomorrow
For now I doze beneath your frame
And mountain dreams I borrow
This was written for a prompt by dVerse Poet’s Pub (link below) that I stumbled across today. The prompt was as follows: “So – here’s what I’m asking you to do today. Walk around your house and look at all the things hanging there: on walls, in closets, on your refrigerator door, etc. Pick something that “speaks to you” and use that as the basis for today’s poem.” This was fun! I look forward to more prompts 🙂
My Swelling Heart 
Such a fun challenge… you delivered against it masterfully
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Thank you for the thoughtful comment Tony 🙂
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This was a wonderful post with a well written poem. Thanks for sharing Lindsay.
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Thank you so much, Rob!
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Loved this! It’s true….we find posters or pieces of art or old photographs and somehow they “speak to us”— and we hang them from our walls, sometimes framing them. Love the entire story you narrate within your poem…and most especially these lines:
“For now I doze beneath your frame
And mountain dreams I borrow”
We have a few paintings in our bedroom that are right in my vision line when I wake up in the morning. Two are of beautiful scenes in nature, full of sunshine and joy. And no matter the weather, the darkness before the dawn, when I see them, I always smile and think the day holds promises for me. 🙂
So glad you posted!
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Thank you Lillian! And thank you for providing the prompt for today. This was my first prompt response and I enjoyed the process of it. Your comments made me smile. I’m glad you were able to connect with what I wrote 🙂
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Very nice memory to hang on your wall. I love what it represents as your poem progresses!
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Thank you! It’s funny how sometimes I don’t exactly realize what something means/represents to me until I start to write it down 🙂
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Yes, this was a really great prompt to remind us of what we value most!
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Thank you so much for reading!
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I can see where you would have dreams of mountains. That is a wondrous rendering.
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Thank you 🙂
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Nice lines: “Although somedays I cannot see
Beyond the sunset of tomorrow”
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Thank you
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So important with those memories… to take something and preserve it (or rather save it) is excellent.
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I purchase artwork (usually original paintings but I have a few statues and other mementos) that remind me of my favorite places…
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Oh i like the idea of borrowing a mountain’s dream – what a lovely line to play through my head as I fall asleep- I’m thinking of trying them all- mountains, trees, brooks, sheep! Much nicer than counting the poor things.
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Ps Thank you!!!
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