
Connections form between young and old
As the tribe gathers at these tables
Every nugget may not be gold
And truths told as if they are fables
The dining room, like a rush-hour train
A gaggle of gossip between gulps of water
The old folks never tire to explain
Love for their new grandson and daughter
Two hands touch to make a familiar bond
Share secrets down the generations
Soft in comfort where love belongs
And meets all expectations
Shared with WDYS #257 picture prompt and also submitted for an assignment at AllPoetry.com as follows:
Write a 12 to 24-line poem in any style that uses simile. Keep the imagery consistent and clear. Make sure that you use two clear examples of simile in your poem using the words ‘as’ or ‘like’ as discussed in the lesson. Try to write in the present tense and incorporate at least one concrete use of the senses in addition to imagery and metaphor, which was covered in the previous assignment.

This is sweet touching piece Shaun. Thank you so much for joining in.
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Thanks Sadje 🙏 It was a difficult write for me as I am consumed by images of families being destroyed in Palestine and Lebanon. 😢
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It is indeed very hard time for people who feel. And what pains me the most is the insensitivity and silence of the majority.
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