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Poem: Juicy Grandma Kisses


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Grandmas Never Die

Grandmas never die. Their bodies may disappear but their spirits keep us company.

We still hear the sound of their voice. See the color of their shoes. The funny things they said and their wonderful memories remain in the storehouse of our minds like a fun game of Casino or a tuna sandwich on toasted white bread.

When my grandma was alive, she shared so many wonderful moments that I had to write a poem to chronicle the more precious ones. Like most grandmas, my granny was quirky, outspoken and, above all, provider of plenty of hugs and kisses.

Poem: Juicy Grandma Kisses

That grandma in the bistro
has the same old lady smell
that my grandma had—
Vicks Vapor Rub
with a hint of Mercurochrome.

I bet she's a good cook, too,
with big chunks of eye round
in her savory beef stew
and cries when she dices
a Spanish onion.

I bet she watches As the World Turns
and wears beige-colored oxfords
with ripple soles, eats Saltine Crackers
and wears dark stockings
with holes in her toes.

I bet she has a grandson like me
with scruffy hair and a pimply face
who visits her every Saturday
to play Rummy and Casino
and to chop her tuna fish.

I bet she takes small oval pills,
has cataracts in both eyes,
a heating pad for her arthritic hip
and always gets her nails clipped
by a podiatrist.
I bet she uses perfumed powder
after a nice hot shower,
wears an odd shade of lipstick,
gives her grandson plenty of hugs
and juicy grandma kisses.


Mark Tulin (author) from Palm Springs, California on January 03, 2020:

Thank you, Tiyasha. Glad it could bring up some good memories

Tiyasha Maitra from Gurgaon on January 03, 2020:

Such a beautiful verse. It reminds me of my grandma. The smell was different but a distinct one.

Loved this poem.

Mark Tulin (author) from Palm Springs, California on October 19, 2019:

Thank you, Faith.

Faith Reaper from southern USA on October 19, 2019:

Hahaha too funny. They never want to leave my house, so I hope that means I’m loving and fun to be with like your grandmother, except in a different way. You are blessed to have such cherished memories with your grandmother.

Mark Tulin (author) from Palm Springs, California on October 19, 2019:

Thank you, Faith. I’m sure you’re not physically like my grandma or smell of Mercurochrome. But it sounds like you’re as loving and fun to be with as mine. Much happiness with your grandchildren.

Faith Reaper from southern USA on October 19, 2019:

Oh, my goodness ... this is precious! I could just picture you both there. What a beautiful tribute to your grandmother. Sadly, I never knew my grandparents but was told a lot about them. I know I missed out on a special bond. I’m a grandmother now to four precious grandchildren. It is a love like no other! The person who came up with the “grand” in grandchildren knew exactly the feeling! Best of all, they think I’m “grand” too. My son made me a grandmother when I was still in my 40s ... and I wouldn’t trade it for the world.

Mark Tulin (author) from Palm Springs, California on October 06, 2019:

They have strong spirits, Sknzuza.


Nice one you just made me think of my grandmother, after reading your poem it made me realise i do miss her, but the funny thing is i always have this believe that she is some how with me.

Mark Tulin (author) from Palm Springs, California on July 27, 2019:

Thank you, Li-Jen.

Li-Jen Hew on July 26, 2019:

Hey Mark. Nice tribute to your grandma. I like that you captured the unique traits of your grandma in the poem. Thanks for sharing.

Mark Tulin (author) from Palm Springs, California on July 26, 2019:

Thank you, Nell.

Mark Tulin (author) from Palm Springs, California on July 26, 2019:

So happy, Patricia, that you still managed to have fond memories of her from such a young age. Much peace.

Nell Rose from England on July 26, 2019:

Oh that was lovely! lol! and yes I remember my grandma's too! you told it so well!

Patricia Scott from North Central Florida on July 26, 2019:

O yes. I adore these fond memories of our grand-mamas. This poem conjured up so many flashbacks of those earliest years. I only have a glimmer of my grandmother as she died when I was only 4 years old. Angels are on the way today ps

Mark Tulin (author) from Palm Springs, California on July 26, 2019:

That last sentence convinced me of your great grandmother’s place among the sacred angels. She must have been a beautiful spirit and a pleasure to know.

FlourishAnyway from USA on July 26, 2019:

I only had one grandma growing up because my dad's mother died when he was young, and the other grandma wasn't so accessible because we lived a long distance from her. However, the poem resonated with me because my great grandmother was an absolute angel who saw the best in all her grandchildren and great grandchildren. She saw the best in most other people as well. She even let the Mormon missionaries in, especially on hot summer days, offering them lemonade, and would pretend to listen to their outreach.

Mark Tulin (author) from Palm Springs, California on July 09, 2019:

Thank you, Louise. I hope they’re with you in spirit.

Louise Powles from Norfolk, England on July 09, 2019:

Oh, that's a lovely poem about Grandma's. And so very true too. I miss both my Grandmothers.

Mark Tulin (author) from Palm Springs, California on July 05, 2019:

Thank you, Rinita. The only stories my granny told me were of the gossip variety. I didn’t know where she learned all that stuff from. I liked the way you described your granny, that she always believed in you. Sweet.

Rinita Sen on July 04, 2019:

This poem is so warm, it made me smile. Made me think of my gran, a person who always believed in us, and told us incredible, fantastic stories, which she claimed were all true! Of course, no one cooked like her. Thank you for this sweet piece.

Mark Tulin (author) from Palm Springs, California on July 03, 2019:

Thank you, Gypsy. They sure are, and it’s such a comfort.

Gypsy Rose Lee from Daytona Beach, Florida on July 03, 2019:

A most wonderful and heartfelt poem for loving grandmas everywhere. Your grandma is always watching over you and shining her love down.

Mark Tulin (author) from Palm Springs, California on June 29, 2019:

Thank you, Shauna. I’m she’s up there somewhere playing a nice game of Rummy with her friends talking about the poem that her grandson wrote.

Mark Tulin (author) from Palm Springs, California on June 29, 2019:

Thank you, Lori. Sounds like your granny was a hoot as well.

Shauna L Bowling from Central Florida on June 29, 2019:

Mark, your grandma is smiling knowing that she's left a mark (no pun intended) on your life. She's forever etched for generations to come by this loving poem dedicated to your grandmum.

Lori Colbo from United States on June 29, 2019:

The phenomenal poem, Mark. So nostalgic. My great grandmother was a juicy kisser and always wanted to kiss her on the mouth. We thought it gross but we loved every other part of you and you described her to a T. Well done and I loved the video. To hear the author read his own work is so much more meaningful.

Mark Tulin (author) from Palm Springs, California on June 29, 2019:

Lorna, you were fortunate that your grandmother smelled like lavender. I don’t think my grandmother knew that a lavender perfume existed back then. Glad this poem stirred up fond memories for you.

Mark Tulin (author) from Palm Springs, California on June 29, 2019:

Thanks, Tim. Good point about grandmothers having a sixth sense. They have the special gift of knowing how to provide you with the emotional needs that you don’t get from your parents. They help you get through the tough adolescent years. At least mine did.

Lorna Lamon on June 29, 2019:

I still remember my grandmothers lavender smell and your vivid descriptions took me back to those wonderful days of endless walks, sitting on her lap and lots of hugs and kisses.

Tim Truzy from U.S.A. on June 28, 2019:

Mark, I believe you captured the truth about so many of our grandmothers. Vicks vapor rub. Helping prepare meals, and plenty of hugs and kisses. I think all grandmothers have a sixth sense, knowing how to make their grandchildren smile. Superb. Respect and admiration, Tim

Mark Tulin (author) from Palm Springs, California on June 28, 2019:

Thanks, Brenda. Enjoy the trip.

BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on June 28, 2019:

Enjoyed this one. It takes me down memory lane of my own Grandma.

Good read.

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