"What do you plan to do with your one, wild, precious life?" -Mary Oliver

Wednesday, February 22, 2017

Not All Of Me Will Die


Sorting through handkerchiefs,
sweaters and hats,
war time correspondence,
linens and scarves.
Ironing pillow slips, the smell of perfume,
suspenders, and medals,
silver and glass.
Baseballs with scuff marks
grade cards with C’s,
cribbage boards and erector sets
nails and tacks.
Wooden checkers and wooden rosaries,
German missals in a safe,
mink stoles wrapped in newspaper
love notes written in haste.
Non omnis moriar
says an ancestor’s note,
but steam rises off the board like
mist off the lake
and unanswered questions
drift off in space.


Linked to the Garden, peace bracelets, poets and writers.

8 comments:

Marian said...

Ah, I can practically feel that steam rising... this is terrifically tactile, Yvonne. So real, I appreciate it.

colleen said...

A beautiful list, like "The Things They Carried." I imagined you ironing those old handkerchiefs with the steam from the iron rising and disappearing into vapor.

angieinspired said...

Perfect title and comforting contents

Anthony Duce said...

Enjoyed… Have been recently doing the same with collections after endings. The accumulate history of significance, less significant as replaced by newer significance, all significant again when viewed at the end.

razzamadazzle said...

This is great! Family treasures for sure.

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Such mementos have a lot of tales to tell!

Timoteo said...

Looks like you discovered a treasure trove of inspiration for poetry!

WordsPoeticallyWorth said...

I enjoyed reading this, well done. I love poetry, it's a great way to express yourself.

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.