Linda Kruschke has turned the pages backwards in the dictionary of poetry she is using with the paint chips. We are using another entry from the letter O – an occasional poem.
My challenge to you is to write a poem for the occasion of Mother’s Day. It could be a poem about the holiday in general or a specific Mother’s Day that you remember from your childhood. If, as I mentioned above, you live in a country that doesn’t celebrate this holiday on the second Sunday of May, then you can either save your poem for when the holiday happens in your neck of the woods or write about some other occasion.
The paint chip words and phrases that you have to work with are hot sauce, dawn, the Great Plains, heartbeat, pyramid, full moon, and Ginkgo biloba.
I would like you to use at least three of these words and phrases in your occasional poem. If you feel compelled to use them all, but can’t figure out what half of them have to do with Mother’s Day, maybe you could write two occasional poems.
I have two reasons for not writing a mother’s day poem. The main one is that here in the UK we celebrate Mothering Sunday (or Mother’s Day) on the middle Sunday in Lent. Readers who know me well may guess that the second reason is that it is too soon for me to write that sort of poem. However Mum was visiting us on the occasion I have written about and shared the experiences described.
Happy Mother’s Day to readers celebrating on 9 May!
One Christmas morning long ago
We looked out of the window
And saw the full moon straight
Ahead above the hill. A great
Start to an auspicious day.
Before or after dawn? I couldn’t say!
After opening presents our dinner
Was a turkey feast – we wouldn’t be thinner –
Followed by Christmas pudding its topping
A hot sauce, not custard – popping
Bubbles of zabaglione, freshly made.
These Christmas memories do not fade.