Every Saturday (or Sunday) I celebrate with Ruth Ayres at Discover Play Build. and link with others who share their celebrations, too. Ruth has made it a wonderful weekend of celebrating parts of our week. The twenty-third line of the Progressive Poem created by Irene Latham is here today from Ramona Behnke!
It turned out to be a nice week after our big snow last weekend. I had my big dental thing Tuesday. I admit that I was dreading it, but I did it, and it's done! I had Tuesday and Wednesday free to rest, a good thing. I will return for check ups periodically, and am hoping that's it for a while.
Imi came on Wednesday and we had a nice visit, playing, reading, having dinner together. It's always a pleasure. BTW, she adores The Night Gardener!
The bookstore time happened as usual on Thursday, and it was fun to hand out poems for Poem In Your Pocket Day!
Friday, I began cleaning more school folders out for re-cycle. I don't have much left, but it is time to purge again. I'm happy to say goodbye! And the temp was near 80. Can summer be far?
And there is one more week of April, Poetry Month, and I'm trying to write a poem when I can, probably not every day this month, but some days when it feels right. This time, I am celebrating those little things that I do, and what happens during.
Dishes At Dusk
Washing the dishes -
evening chore.
Rainbows ride bubbles
back to childhood bathtime:
laughter with my mother.
Linda Baie © All Rights
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Back to childhood bathtime is a fun thing to remember while washing dishes. Glad you are recovering from that ucky dental thing.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Margaret, it was such a nice memory, but a surprise that it appeared!
DeleteI love that powerful return to a childhood image too. Love poetic word economy. Powerful!!!!
ReplyDeleteBonnie K
Thanks, Bonnie. Connections in the brain are so surprising!
DeleteThe image you paint with your words is so familiar. Now and back to my childhood.
DeleteThanks, Julianne, nice to hear you connected with some memories, too.
DeleteYour poem just gave me such an image of you standing at your sink remembering... Lovely.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Bernadette!
DeleteI am sure you are so glad to have that dental thing over and done with! Love the image of riding bubbles back to childhood bathtime.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Leigh Anne for both. I am so happy to have the dental stuff past too.
DeleteI love, love, love your poem. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Crystal. I liked capturing that moment.
DeleteDentist and dishes neither associate with celebration at first. It was lovely to read that dishes brought memory of laughter to you. Your mom probably knew how to make a chore a fun activity.
ReplyDeleteYes, she did, Terje. It was great how just those bubbles connected to a nice memory. And, yes, I do celebrate that the dentist is over! Thanks!
DeleteThat poem may actually hep me re-envision doing dishes - your words make it seem almost a lyrical experience.
ReplyDeleteSo glad your dental work went well, and is now done!!!
When I'm going rather mundane tasks, like dishwashing, my mind wanders to all kinds of places, hence the poem, Karen. Thanks for sharing that dish-washing might be a new kind of time for you now.
DeleteThanks for mentioning the Progressive Poem and glad you got to hand out poems at the bookstore. Night Gardner is on my request list from the library. Love your dishes at dusk and where those soap bubbles took you!
ReplyDeleteI had to buy The Night Gardener. It is just wonderful, Ramona. Thanks & hope your week was good, too.
DeleteOn dental visits, I have to start mine soon. Time for you to relax after your visit. Your poem is pure delight and it is wonderful to see you tying it into a memory. Have a great week, Linda. 80 degrees - wow!
ReplyDeleteYes, rest helped, & I feel fine, now, Carol. Thanks for coming by. We had wonderful weekend weather, now back to cooler & rain coming, which is good! Have a great week!
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