Wednesday, February 2, 2011

3WW: Abrasive, Handful, Loss

Abrasive meeting after school
Late to get home
Husband follows right after
Loss of me time

What for supper?
Something quick
Old stand-by
Cream of mushroom soup

with tuna on toast
We sit in the warming house
eating on TV trays
Remember leaner years

Usually broke
always happy
Kids chatting about their day
Teasing, laughing,

whining, glowing
We're alone now
Husband glances over
Says, “I love you”

Smiles, goes back to eating
mushrooms and tuna
and a handful
of memories.
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18 comments:

  1. Sheilagh LeeFebruary 2, 2011 at 7:49 AM

    Sheilagh Lee said: Beautiful. so true with empty nest syndrome.

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  2. Jae RoseFebruary 2, 2011 at 7:54 AM

    Lovely last verse..I hope the mushroom soup,tuna toast and being together was warmth enough..Jae

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  3. RallentandaFebruary 2, 2011 at 9:30 AM

    Just as well you have your love to keep you warm:)

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  4. anthonynorthFebruary 2, 2011 at 10:10 AM

    Beautifully done. We're almost in that position now - only a year before the last goes to college.

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  5. GigglesFebruary 2, 2011 at 11:36 AM

    Okay this brought me tears!! Well done Linda! You always capture the moment perfectly! I hope you have all these poems of your life in one book!

    Hugs Sherrie

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  6. gautami tripathyFebruary 2, 2011 at 12:00 PM

    Mushrooms, I love!

    dead woman and her treasures

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  7. Ramesh SoodFebruary 2, 2011 at 12:51 PM

    Very inspiring and beautiful..by the way I have never had Mushroom Soup..

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  8. Lyn Thorne-AlderFebruary 2, 2011 at 2:06 PM

    I love the way you wrapped that all up with that last verse. :-)

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  9. UnknownFebruary 2, 2011 at 4:51 PM

    Linda
    This piece made me happy! I am lucky to experience similar memories and moments.

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  10. Jane DoeFebruary 2, 2011 at 7:02 PM

    What a sweet poem!

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  11. ChristineFebruary 2, 2011 at 7:58 PM

    I can only be so lucky if the I love You's are as tasty as Mushroom soup when we get there. It all flies by so fast.

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  12. LilibethFebruary 2, 2011 at 9:08 PM

    And a lot of memories you evoked for me too. What a peaceful, descriptive bit of writing! I enjoyed it thoroughly.

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  13. Old EggFebruary 2, 2011 at 9:22 PM

    Pity about the 'me' time lost but perhaps you can have the teasing and laughing just for two. Great poem.

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  14. PJDFebruary 3, 2011 at 1:16 AM

    I love your poetry. (But I can't stand mushroom soup.)

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  15. VL SheridanFebruary 3, 2011 at 3:35 PM

    Lovely all around! It's those quiet moments that bring us together with loved ones. Well done.

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  16. RenFebruary 4, 2011 at 11:51 AM

    Awwwwwww!
    This is a definite pull on the heartstrings...so sweet!

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  17. Dee MartinFebruary 4, 2011 at 4:51 PM

    I relate to this, It's a scene I am very familiar with :)

    thank you for saying it so poetically!

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  18. JP/debFebruary 5, 2011 at 2:50 PM

    you painted a lovely scene with words ... wonderful. JP/deborah

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