Saturday, March 12, 2011

Sunday Scribblings: Big & Writer's Island: Tribute

Big Move

This weekend
we have to divide
my mom’s possessions.

The creativity
of her braided rugs,
the work ethic
of her refinished furniture,
the perseverance
of her cross-stitched
pictures,
the lightness and joy
of her delicate
pastel champagne glasses.

From the whole
to the scattered.
A star exploding,
raining down
her goodness
all over the map.

I spray lemon Pledge
on her dining room
table one last time
and polish it
until it shines.

25 comments:

jaerose said...

How touching..what a difficult thing to have to do and yet you left me feeling that all the memories and possesions will be kept alive and carefully polished inside..Jae

Deborah said...

Beautifully written

A star exploding,
raining down
her goodness
all over the map

...just beautiful.

vivinfrance said...

A heartfelt tribute, particularly the last few lines:
A star exploding,
raining down
her goodness
all over the map

anthonynorth said...

This is such a beautiful tribute.

Nanka said...

A poignant memory of the passing of time which is held in great esteem!!

Christine said...

You have deeply deeply touched my soul with this. I did this very act 17 years ago in August. She did needlepoint too, very moving words.

Kylie said...

All of this is beautiful. I, too, especially love
'A star exploding,
raining down
her goodness
all over the map'

A great response to both prompts and very touching. Well done.

JTS said...

I truly loved this! Instead of painting a sad, heavy picture of the hard task at hand, you turned it into a tribute, an effort of love, and a message that life carries on. Beautifully done!

Reflections said...

Beautiful piece, descriptive... paints a gorgeous picture, sparking memories of days gone by.

oldegg said...

A stunningly beautiful tribute to your mother.

Cynthia M said...

How beautifully you've written about your love for your mother. Your sensitivity is conveyed with a subtltey that speaks volumes.

Giggles said...

Hard to write I bet, but such a lovely tribute to a life well lived! I remember it well, and tough it was! But the memories can be such a joy!

Big hugs Giggles

Kodjo Deynoo. said...

A very moving piece may she continue her journey with joy

Old Altonian said...

Lovely memorial to someone obviously very dear.

ladynimue said...

wonderful way of expression !!
so touching ..


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Jingle said...

awesome piece...

Gloria said...

The loving memories you share are a wonderful tribute to your mother, and your final lines are especially beautiful.

Kim Nelson said...

This is one of the most loving tributes I've ever read. What a lucky family you have. Like Deborah, I am touched by the following:
A star exploding,
raining down
her goodness
all over the map

Wendy said...

wow. There's such beauty in the last image, especially when it follows something so vast...something one can't contain or keep...there is the act of the tangible. You can't have her, but you can repeat her actions, move your hands where her once moved. You can keep on shining, literally and figuratively, as she'd want you to do.

J Cosmo Newbery said...

That's lovely. We are, indeed, as one.

gautami tripathy said...

I am very much touched by it!

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Meryl Jaffe said...

Oh,how sad...and beautiful. I love the things I have kept that belonged to the people I loved. While I don't need these things to help me remember them, I always feel they are with me when I use or view them.

Thanks.

Meryl

Linda May said...

So sorry you have to do this, I guess we all will sooner or later. Not easy eh? You handled this difficult subject with love and grace.

Heliotropism said...

Wow, words so powerful expressing sorrow in a lively fashion... superb!

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