one fine fall day

One fine fall day,
When I was wee
Stepped off the bus
just glad to be

school-free.

Skipped and fluttered
I to the door.
The handle turned,
But can’t push in
Through crackly scatters on the floor.

What

is

all

this

for?

Don’t come in!
My mother yelled
There’s paper everywhere!
WAIT!! W h a t ’s t h i s?
Mother Dear?
I SIMPLY MUST BE THERE!

I’m up to my eyeballs in this work,
No time to snack,
No time to cook.
Maybe grill cheese
Maybe corn flakes
I have to finish-
Whatever it takes.
Now go a w a y

for

heaven

sakes!

A scarecrow on a wooden frame,
With Bumpy burlap head
half stuffed with straw,
and a mouth pinned on
in a goofy grin that was red.

Four giant black cats of paper macheie,
Sparky eyed,
With white whiskers
and I SWEAR to this day!
That the bent one winked in his own cheery way.

OH PLEASEEEE
Let me in – can’t I stay?
(It was life or death)
every fiber of my being
sucked in it’s breath.

My powerful sun of a mother beheld me
and paused in her flow
She granted me stay
As she leaned down low
And w h i s p e r e d:

not

one

p e e p.

So I sat smily still as a bug on a wall
Entranced,
In joy
Enthralled with it all.
not the risk of a peep,
Or blink of an eye
Captured in the wake
of the motherbird
That took me along for her fly.

scissors cut paper
A hummidy hum
gasp of awe
was the delight of my sum.

In a dining r o o m
of paper scraps
Mother made
and daughter sat
The golden gift
She gave to me
To dwell in her flow

And

to

simply

be.


i miss you Mom.

enjoy making direct work from natural materials in my prairie and wildlife sanctuary.
i am a very restless person and I work in many different ways with a variety of media.

One cannot collect all the beautiful shells on the beach. One can collect only a few, and they are more beautiful if they are few.
Anne Marrow Lindbergh

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Comments

  • timbuckley
    timbuckleyover 4 years ago

    such sweet memories such a sense of loss such a gift she left you to leave you be to grow into yourself beautiful poem

  • . . . heartfelt thanks. x.

    – evon ski

  • E.E. Jacks
    E.E. Jacksabout 4 years ago

    What a wonderful memory! I love how you describe this scene. Very vivid and the imagery of it all pops out. Lovely :) I will be back to read more

  • thank you so very much for your great comment!

    – evon ski

  • hollyann
    hollyannabout 4 years ago

    this is wonderful

  • holleyann, thank you!! I don’t know how I missed your comment- but so glad you like it.

    – evon ski

  • Blake Steele
    Blake Steeleabout 4 years ago

    Wonderful memory and expression! Simply great.

  • thank you for reading and for your comment Blake!

    – evon ski

  • grarbaleg
    grarbalegabout 4 years ago

    Oh to dwell and be
    what a lovly memory
    It reminds me of the hope that my children will remember more than just the crazy
    Excellant flow

  • you are imprinted in their hearts. forever. thank you for taking the time to read.

    – evon ski

  • TaylorJordan
    TaylorJordanabout 4 years ago

    A beautiful poem. Blessings :)

  • it was a joy to feel and write. Thank you so much!

    – evon ski

  • Mark Ramstead
    Mark Ramsteadalmost 4 years ago

    Your mother did a great job. Now you can perhaps peep when you discover just why one does peep at all…

  • oh i LOVE that comment Mark. thank you.
    yes and I have more practice keeping my focus than my Ma with 5 children.
    :))

    – evon ski

  • uncleblack
    uncleblackalmost 4 years ago

    really, really lovely..

  • oh uncleblack, i am so sorry to have missed your comment.
    thank you and I really really appreciate it. :)))

    – evon ski

  • Leon A.  Walker
    Leon A. Walkerover 3 years ago

    This is really marvelous work…

  • oh thank you. I do love this piece, it really does capture a sweet essence of me with my Mom. :) I appreciate your kind comment Leon.

    – evon ski

  • TheCandle
    TheCandleabout 1 year ago

    YEA!! This has been sitting in me for decades wanting and waiting to be said, so near I could not even see it and then – POP – like some kind of magic, I am gratified. I love that feeling when I am walking hand and hand with someone who has that special poetic vision. Thank you evon.

    Ernie

    Ernie x

  • i have not read this one in a while . . and i cried hard. i miss my Mom and always will . . . i feel her touch and feel her fierce love for me when I enter this space of strong connection where she taught me much about simply being and sharing creative flow. i am missing someone very dear . . . . thank you for reading and causing me to hold this one . .

    – evon ski

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