Hope


She’s three,
and pulls an acorn on a string
across the field and calls it “Fluff,”
tells me she’s gotten a puppy.
Ginger hair
pokes out audaciously
every
which
way
from under her hood
and her smile is as big as the whole
world and makes my scalp tingle,
makes me forget this stupid chaotic
day, the scrape of the wind across my
skin, the eight loads of laundry holding my
wardrobe hostage, the new crop of worries taking
root in my heart. Because here she is,
three, and she’s got the whole world
on a string.

 

 

 

 

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19 Responses to Hope

  1. whimsygizmo says:

    Written for Shawna’s Monday Melting over at Rosemary Mint:
    (head over to see the words used, and play along)…
    http://rosemarymint.wordpress.com/2012/03/11/monday-melting-week-8/

  2. Shawna says:

    I love the ending!!! So perfect.

    “the eight loads of laundry holding my
    wardrobe hostage” … Oh how I can identify with this.

    “calls it Fluff” … That was hilarious!

    Loved it; thanks for playing. 🙂

  3. Yousei Hime says:

    *sigh* I remember when my children were this precious. It hasn’t been that long ago, but it sure feels like it some days. This was a beautiful piece that I thoroughly enjoyed. I’m so glad you took up Shawna’s prompt.

  4. markwindham says:

    Perfect description of the innocence and imagination of a child. Taking the time to enjoy those moments would bring us all more peace. All my babies are growing up…..way too fast.

  5. Priorities baby…..what a great message. They can serve as a recalibration of your life if you let them. Great place for me to start this morning. Loved it.

  6. You’ve taken a simple exercise and created a real poem that stands on its own. This is rarely accomplished. Even more rare is a poet/poem that moves me enough to comment.

  7. W.k.kortas says:

    The single word lines work nicely; I may have the first words in lines 14 through 18 back to the prior line in each case–to me, the piece reads more cleanly that way, plus the repetition of “the” emphasizes the burden of daily duties. Still, that’s a pretty minor complaint; the piece is charming without ever straying into the cloying.

  8. Ruth says:

    Simply adorable – the child, and also your poem. I love it!

  9. Oh my God, I love this so much. I can see that little girl, with her radiant smile – just having her in your life is riches enough. This poem makes me remember my little girl when she was three. She is now thirty years older than that – those were the most precious years. Cherish every moment.

    • whimsygizmo says:

      Thank you, Sherry. My sweet girl is 9 now (named Abigail Joy, not Hope) and often more spicy these days than anything else. So there’s some nostalgia here for me, too. “Fluff” was my dog when I was three. 😉

  10. whimsygizmo says:

    And thank you, all.

  11. This is so perfect! Every bit of this.Thank you for your words, they fill my heart.

  12. zongrik says:

    and also her whole world is on a string

    four animal dedication senryu

  13. You touched my heartstrings!

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