Saturday, April 16, 2011

I Am From Hammer and Nails

I am from hammer and nails, from Avon and fishing poles.

I am from the cool feel of the big stone porch on a hot summer day
Where the sound of laughter and the clink of dishes
Makes you know that you are safe.

I am from brick.


I am from the pines tree's and the aspen whispering
in the soft mountain wind,
from the purple lilac's and buzzing bee's.
I am from the wild onions that leave their taste
in the fresh cow's milk.

I am from 4th of July sparklers,
strong women,
lumber yards
and crackling fires.

I am from the love of Rolin and Leoma,
the strength of Toot and Shirley,
and the storms of Tommy and Janice.

I am from shallow pockets and deep love.
From "This too shall pass"
and
"Rise and shine in the early morning".

I am from Vacation Bible School with the smell of glue
and Mom next door teaching a class.
From cherry tree's and hot August days at the county fair.

I am from Cricket Flat and Denmark,
Alaska and England.
From pumpkin pie and biscuits.

From the young man who drowned in the Grande Ronde River,
the Grandmother who tossed the Christmas tree out the window
and from the woman who longed to be a writer.

I am from a dusty cardboard box in the attic,
letters under the bed,
and from diaries lost long ago.

I am from the carpenter and the country girl.

~Paula Sannar Niziolek
May 2008
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(This is a re-post from a poem that I wrote back in 2008.  It's been on my mind a lot lately for some reason and I wanted to share it again.  This poem was written using a format that gave a loose guideline of which part of your memories to search for each section of the poem.  You can write your own "Where I'm From" poem by following the link here.  I would love to read a poem about the people and places that made you who you are today.)

10 comments:

Stacey's Treasures said...

This poem is so wonderfull.
I just love to read it.
I should look in my archives so I can read the one I wrote again.

Mary said...

Paula, I remember when we posted these. Odd that I've been thinking about mine lately as well. Loved reading yours again.

Blessings,
Mary

jojo said...

precious and lovely, thanks for sharing this so very personal part of yourself.

Shelby said...

I really really really love this.

Paige said...

That's just so awesome - so glad you shared your poem. I love it.

Sarah said...

What a great poem. The way it conjures up the history of the writer and the pride in that. Thanks for sharing it!
Barney the gnome is going to make an appearance soon on the travelling doll project blog-I shall tell you when it is!

Egghead said...

I love this. I should go and try it out.

Adrienne said...

Loved it when you first shared it - loved reading it again, my friend.
~Adrienne~

Run Lori Run said...

This is brilliant. I'm writing one right now. Thanks for sharing yours- it is wonderful!

Evelyn S. said...

I read your poem at the poetry reading event in the HS library last week! It was very well received!