March 15, 2012
I step outside, inhale the damp air deeply, and notice this first blossom on my forsythia bush. There is no going back now, it is truly spring. My son arrives tonight for a visit. Brief and rare, his anticipated presence has me dreaming backward, remembering the sounds of childhood laughter, the joy of releasing their wriggling energy into the yard I now survey, thankful when it turned warm enough to play outdoors. I stand for a moment, shaking my memories out to air, and then fold them carefully again to put away. Too precious to lose, too poignant to linger in long. The past can be difficult to navigate, but today it simply brings a smile of fond recognition. Such are the lives of mothers.
How delicate and lovely, like the little forsythia blossom. I love the way you have expressed this. Have a wonderful visit with your son.
Maggie
March 15, 2012 at 12:36 pm
Thanks! (:
mairmusic
March 15, 2012 at 12:39 pm
I also like writing formal verse, especially villanelle and pantoum, but I like the rondeau and triolet, too. I find the sonnet more challenging but am still working on the variations, i.e., Shakespearean, Spenserian.
Maggie
March 15, 2012 at 12:54 pm
I write one a week– only sonnets for my first year. The envelope sonnet is my favorite. I’ve been enjoying these repeating lines forms too for a couple of years. i’ll be back to see more of yours!
mairmusic
March 15, 2012 at 2:49 pm
You’ve expressed the emotions so beautifully….indeed “delicate and lovely”…hope you have a wonderful visit.
slpmartin
March 15, 2012 at 1:49 pm
It will be if I can stay this happy.
mairmusic
March 15, 2012 at 2:49 pm
As mothers, we are constantly facing renewal. Spring is such a wonderful reminder of life’s ebb and flow. Thanks for the thoughtful post.
clpollock
March 15, 2012 at 10:00 pm
and to you for visiting.
mairmusic
March 16, 2012 at 12:27 am
a dash of warmth announcing the visit of a loved one :)
sharmishtha
March 17, 2012 at 2:25 am
We look forward, and then look backward.
mairmusic
March 17, 2012 at 3:12 pm
pray that you look backward at fond memories :)
for some mysterious reason wordpress is ordering me to log in in case i want to post comments using my usual email id, so i think i will have to use this one and say goodbye to my gravatars :(
sharmishtha
March 18, 2012 at 1:27 am
Sorry– the blog sites do have these exasperating sign-in regs. I’d remove whatever it is if I knew what was causing it.
mairmusic
March 18, 2012 at 8:58 am