Wednesday, April 16, 2014

The Message

animate this:
warm temperatures,
opened windows

thoughts of first
holiday without Mom

last Easter's memories
a broken record--
basket from Nini to kids
candy, money & eggs
with seeds, not chocolate
planted-- pumpkin & squash
watered for weeks
then forgotten,
by summer
overgrown weeds 

impassioned, a bee
flies in and stings
left cheek,
my reaction
an arm-waving scream

pervert 
parked next to me
laughs

~

Prompt Inspiration--
Poetry Jam: Bees, Birds and Bunnies
PU Midweek Motif- Holidays & Holy Days
3WW: animate, impassioned, pervert

28 comments:

Karen S. said...

The laughs, that's my favorite part of it all too!

Jae Rose said...

The opening line really gives a sense of immediacy..comforting and uncomfortable in equal measure..as the real world has the knack of reminding us perhaps?

R.K. Garon said...

Ouch!
ZQ

Brian Miller said...

i will be thinking about you over the holiday---the first one is hard
they all will be but...you will make it though laurie. th epervert will get his...smiles...

Mary said...

Each stanza has its own message, Laurie.

Happy Easter to you.

Susan said...

God speaks to us in unpredictable ways! That bee is messenger and animator. You won't forget like last years seeds, no one will. And no one can take her place. I think when my Mom dies I'll finally have to grow up or at least accept finally that I too am a grownup making and keeping my own traditions. Move that car! Nini would be so proud.

Paul Mullin said...

Love the third stanza - very real, very relatable.

Sumana Roy said...

the poem reads like life itself ..... a blend of tears and laughter..and that car is also a part of life too...grrr :)

Sherry Blue Sky said...

The first holiday without your mother - so poignant, Laurie. I love this beautiful poem of memory. But, in my opinion, the bee stung the wrong person!!!!! Grrrrrrr.

Sheilagh Lee said...

it's hard that first holiday without them. This poem is very eclectic like your thoughts at a time like this.Well done for displaying the emotions. As to the bee I have never understood the need for some people to laugh at others misfortune.
Hugs for Easter.

Bon said...


Interesting ending - it leaves me questioning more than the surface sense of loss.

alan1704 said...

This feels very painful. A lot is hurt which one can do nothing about! Great words and real emotion but very painful.

Peggy said...

The first holidays without loved ones who have passed are difficult for sure. Treasuring the memories is really all once can do.

ccchampagne said...

Very easy to take this story and somehow make it your very own. Extremely relatable and very well written!

Danny Waise said...

It's like all these thoughts are buzzing through your mind when the bee flies in through the open window and stings you back to reality. When the pervert laughs, it makes for a chilling conclusion.

Nicely done.

Gabriella said...

Holidays do bring back memories as well as bitter sweet feelings.

adjoyce.com said...

Hi! I'm visiting via Poet's United. Tough subject but love the poem, shows how pain colors our memories and invades our present experience.

oldegg said...

Great, this is much like a short film clip that does the rounds on Facebook and goes viral! If only you hadn't flicked at the bee!

Tammy Secord said...

impassioned, a bee
flies in and stings
left cheek,
my reaction
an arm-waving scream


....very nice!

purplepeninportland said...

Thinking of you, Laurie. I remember the first Passover without my dad. Lovely poem, cool ending.

Marcoantonio Arellano said...

Ouch! this should remind you of Easter holidays

kaykuala said...

Not complete without Mom on any occasion of relevance. Nicely Laurie!

Hank

Anjum Wasim Dar said...

There is a deep touch of sadness in the lines 'holiday without mom' truth about life with a sense of humor that relaxes the reader's mind and makes one smile ...

PT said...

In geology we have a term Isostacy
everything has to balanced
the tears...the laughter

J Cosmo Newbery said...

He's not a pervert - isn't that the essence of comedy, something painful happening to someone else?

sabrabowers said...

A lot in this little poem. Will think of you tomorrow. Be good to you.

Susan Lindquist said...

Such a complicated poem here, Laurie. Melancholy and loss, that 'snap out of it' sting, and the reaction of the guy in the next car. If only he could have known your thoughts and loss, surely there would have been a bit more empathy in his reaction to your anguish ...
sigh.

Nicholas V said...

A well-put together melange of feelings and images that sums a very personal memory of Spring, Laurie.