Wednesday, April 3, 2019

April Poetry Month - Day 3


             Moving into the book with new ideas. This time, "Life's Seasons"

             Remember to share:

Tabatha Yeatts has created a link to poems teachers and librarians can print for poetry month, titled "Poetry in The Halls". I'm grateful to be one of the poets!

Jama Rattigan has a post here with many poets' goals for April.

The Progressive Poem schedule can be found on the right!




Winter to Spring

This week, this April warmth,
I move clothes from closet
to closet, watching for that
blue and white striped summer shirt.
I haven’t worn it in years,
and Mom has been gone years, too.
She wrapped it like a gift  
despite no birthday or holiday.
She managed to get to the post office,
though hardly driving anymore.
Each spring I bring it out to join
the other shirts, letting it know
it’s welcome and loved
one more season.

Linda Baie © 



18 comments:

  1. Such a touching poem. And how much do I love that the shirt is BLUE and white? :) I need to start editing my closets too.

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    1. And I do, too, Jama. Love that you said 'editing'! Thanks for coming by.

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  2. "Welcome and loved," there are certainly clothes in our closets that are more than just fabric and thread. Love this poem that celebrates a gift that has endured and the sweet memories accompanying it.

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    1. Thanks, Ramona, as Jama wrote above, the 'editing' of clothes is needed, but not easy.

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  3. What a lovely memory Linda. I have my grandmother's flowery polyester quilted bed jacket tucked in with my other night clothes. I never wear it. I don't think it would even fit me, but when I see it I imagine her in it.

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    1. Aw, that is wonderful, Cheriee, a sweet memory. I don't have any of my mother's clothes, only some jewelry. Thanks!

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  4. My fav part of your poem Linda,
    "Each spring I bring it out to join
    the other shirts, letting it know
    it’s welcome and loved"
    You captured the moment well!

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    1. Thanks, Michelle. It feels like an important moment to capture that happens each winter to spring.

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  5. What a special memory. I have sweaters my mother-in-law knit for me years ago that no longer fit, but I could never give them away!

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    1. Yes, I do understand. Thanks for sharing, Catherine.

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  6. Love! I also love it that your poem is on my hallway wall in Haiti!

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    1. Thank you, and I love that my poem is there, too, thanks to Tabatha!

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  7. I love that you can wrap yourself in your mom's love every year. Such a special memory...

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    1. Thank you, Carol. It's often a surprise what comes when given an idea, a prompt. This was a good one I enjoyed capturing.

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