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Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Poetry Challenge - Big Tent Poetry #1

I had a rough time with this challenge from "Big Tent" Poetry initially (link to them below for more information!). The use of all the unrelated words above, while telling a story...it initially seemed too artificial. Suddenly, a family scene from the 80's came back to me, and the words just flowed.....I hope you like it.

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!”


http://bigtentpoetry.org/


12 comments:

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Marion said...

Awesome poem, Quid! You did a great job. Blessings!

Kelly said...

An interesting exercise....and you did such a good job with it!!

I like it!

Tumblewords: said...

This poem resonates with me - I've been there... Nice work!

Deb said...

One wouldn't know it came from a Wordle prompt had you not let on.

A complete story, indeed.

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Pam said...

I really love the poem, Quid!!!!

gautami tripathy said...

A story very well told..

timeless flies search for fries

Bob said...

Beautiful. Great job.

Anonymous said...

A lovely poem, a good way to deal with the sadness of loss. And a brilliant twisting and turning around the wordle words.

Anonymous said...

A lovely poem, a good way to deal with the sadness of loss. And a brilliant twisting and turning around the wordle words.

Felicity Grace Terry said...

Didn't you do well - I'm so impressed that you could come up with this amazing verse from those random words.

Anonymous said...

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.