Warring with my better self:
things I ought to feel
against this cranky habit
of being me, usually
(almost always) right, for decades
queen of my own castle
thinking now, how to make room
for another. Bend, will! Open, soul!
Find that mustard seed of generosity
and let it bloom, suddenly
easy as stilling the storm
with a word
“Find that mustard seed of generosity
and let it bloom,..”
Such a vivid color here… always love the way you fuse dimensions together. ***
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Ooh, I love to think I’m fusing dimensions. π Thanks for being here.
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From title on–perfect–especially the last four lines. π
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Thank you, Merril.
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This is wonderful, the imagery is perfect but then it really depends on who you are making room for….a returning child that is now an adult? a possible partner? Sigh….Oh so different!
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Thanks very much. If I weren’t being vague, I would say it’s my mother-in-law we’re making room for…I struggled with how to make that poetic. π
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Oh life. This is a beauty.
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Thank you!
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Along with the other comments thus far, I’d like to add that the voice in this poem is a happy presence, one that is able to find some humor in her life. The last two lines are wonderful.
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One of the coolest comments I’ve received here. Thank you.
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I LOVE the last 4 lines, and particularly the last two – just lovely word crafting! And how creative the image of a mustard seed of generosity. I immediately see it, but also sense the tang that comes along with that yellow grain. Perhaps there is an edge at the start of what becomes your bloom.
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Tang and edge–yes. Insightful, you. π
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Love the title. Just perfect. The poem gets to such truth about how hard it is to make room for others’ needs. Especially at home. Am I reading that right? The honest struggle of good people.
I want to throw a couple people out of my home right now … π
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Oh, yes, there is just that natural selfishness–and I’m pretty sure I got an extra share. We are making room for my mother-in-law, with all the adjustments to attitude that will require.
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Ohhhhhh. That will be a transition. We have had one of our son’s friends staying with us for the last 18 mos. It is both no work at all and still somehow a lot of work. I feel guilty admitting that. Really guilty. It is a big loss of control in a way I would never had expected. I imagine an adult would be even more of that. Wait! I need to be cheering you up. Sorry. It will all be great, rainbows everyday. π·π€
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Wow! And now I’m thinking of how my daughter has been living with her friend’s family in Germany for the past 9 months. They are saints, as clearly, so are you. π As for things here at home…I’m sure it will be both better and harder than I can imagine right now.
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Not a saint in any way. And your daughter is probably a welcome addition. So please don’t take my whining to heart.
Yes. You are wise. Keeping your mind open is a very good approach. And maybe we will all grow somehow (even cranky old me) — https://5h2o.wordpress.com/?s=basketball&submit=Search. Peace –
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My better self is still right cranky, but feels badly about that.
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The struggle! Thank you for reading. π
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