Back and Forth
Sometimes I lean toward the field
Jovial grasses invite me to abandon the chase
grasp grassy terrain, drink in the scent
of lilac, honeysuckle; witness the
fluid flit of hummingbirds
Yet there is a rough road to pave
Sturdy construction of countless lives
Lunch-houred, launched, propelled into
the known now and
the uncertain future
© 2014 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil
OK, somehow, I found my way back to the Sunday Whirl, and so glad I found this group of words: Lean, Field, Paving, Terrain, Jovial, Sturdy, Launch, Propel, Countless, Scent, Chase, and Fluid. The list seemed to divvy up the two worlds of my years as a single mother… lollygagging in a field with Riley (not often enough) and chasing the almighty buck so my girl could have endless luxury… such as jeans, T-shirts, and a new lunchbox every fall! Peace, Amy
June 2, 2014 at 12:13 am
A really lovely poem (I hadn’t noticed it was a wordle until you said so in the notes). You did Riley proud – t-shirts AND lunchboxes! I had to look up lollyhgagging, and was delighted to find it means the same as Boondoggling.
June 2, 2014 at 1:18 am
One of the indulgences of parents is to lollygaggle with their children, those are precious moments. The fluid flit of hummingbirds is a beautiful word picture Amy.
June 2, 2014 at 2:17 am
Loved this. Such special times we build with our children, lasting memories.
J Cosmo Newbery
June 2, 2014 at 4:23 am
A fluid flit! Most suitable for a hummingbird!
June 2, 2014 at 4:50 am
Sounds nice. So far from where I am….
June 2, 2014 at 7:06 am
Such wonderful word okay here. K.
June 2, 2014 at 7:17 am
nice….acknowledging the best of both worlds….stopping to smell the flowers and see the beauty but not living in denial of the rough road that is life….
on a side note, the honeysuckle yesterday was so heady….mmmm…i got lost in its scent and taste on my lips…smiles.
June 2, 2014 at 7:34 am
Real life is indeed a rough road..I try to by pass it as much as possible..love those honeysuckle and hummingbirds x
June 2, 2014 at 8:44 am
Rough road it is! But you tackled it very well, all single-handed with lady-like strength. To put food on the table is bad enough but added bonus for them is just great! Wonderful write Amelita!
June 2, 2014 at 10:37 am
This is really lovely, Amy. I feel this one.
Sherry Blue Sky
June 2, 2014 at 11:39 am
That’s life for a single mom, for sure…but thankfully, lots of riotous laughter as well. “There is a rough road to pave.” How well I remember.
June 2, 2014 at 1:59 pm
Those countless lives, especially the lunch-houred ones (love this image!), provide us writers with countless hours of stories, don’t you think?
June’s First Wordle
June 2, 2014 at 2:59 pm
Amelita, you did a fine job with the words. Nice to see you with us.
Paz y amor,
June 2, 2014 at 4:09 pm
We often are lulled by the perceived ease of the other side, the greenness of that grass; but we know, deep down, that ours is a different road.