
Parting With Her, Parting With Memories
The dock was littered with debris
A temporary resting place for the cabin’s
Furnishings; we children and grandchildren
Swarm to see the cabin for the last time.
So many memories of good times here
We embellish the good times and forget
The difficulty of parting with her things and
The inevitable arguments over ownership rights.
There is evidence that the space was much loved
Louisa’s child clings to her skirt while she weeps
Over the loss of the blue vase, shattered
A temporary reaction to the real loss of our grandmother.
The half-eaten remains of our breakfast
Cover the trestle table on the porch
Who will have the backbone to sweep them away,
Concluding our last meal here?
It is just property. We had no other answer
but to sell. Someone else’s family will enjoy it.
And yet, I chant silently as I walk away
“We’ll be back next summer, gram!”
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11 comments:
Awesome poem, Quid! You did a great job. Blessings!
An interesting exercise....and you did such a good job with it!!
I like it!
This poem resonates with me - I've been there... Nice work!
One wouldn't know it came from a Wordle prompt had you not let on.
A complete story, indeed.
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I really love the poem, Quid!!!!
A story very well told..
timeless flies search for fries
Beautiful. Great job.
A lovely poem, a good way to deal with the sadness of loss. And a brilliant twisting and turning around the wordle words.
A lovely poem, a good way to deal with the sadness of loss. And a brilliant twisting and turning around the wordle words.
Didn't you do well - I'm so impressed that you could come up with this amazing verse from those random words.
Such sadness of loss of place captured so succinctly. Can relate and you wrote so well about an experience I share. Love the concluding line.
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