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It's been a bit of a rough patch with my mom having some emergency health issues...I know many in this community have experienced this with one or both parents. Thanks for all you've given me to help me through it.
Today's ArtSpeak: PICASSO features a house! That's because we've had real estate on our minds as our youngest son has been shopping for his first house. He wants a fixer-upper, and he just may have found it! Fingers crossed.
Meanwhile, here is my poem. Picasso titled his piece "A Blue House." It is a sad house, but it isn't really blue! So that became the theme of my poem. I could have just titled it simply "Blue House," but I wanted the reader to know right up front that this isn't a sad poem. This house is more complicated than that! Thanks so much for reading.
Broken windows.
Empty rooms.
No whistling kettles.
No sweeping brooms.
Spiders spin in peace.
Birds flash in and out.
Rain dampens corners.
Lush mushrooms sprout.
Blue House shambles.
Blue House sighs.
Listens for jingle of keys.
Waits for the sun to rise.
I love the tenderness with which this poem holds Blue House, Irene...and hugs on your mom's health crises. <3
ReplyDeleteIrene, I’m so sorry to hear of your mother’s health concerns. Sending you both love and healing thoughts!
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful thought of spiders spinning in peace and an old house listening for the jingle of keys! I hope that your son has found his blue house!
Sorry to hear about your mom's health issues. Sending hugs and healing thoughts her way. Like how the poem ends on a hopeful note! :)
ReplyDeleteKeeping you and your mom in my thoughts, Irene. I get a feeling of contentment from your poem. Thanks for sharing it.
ReplyDeleteThat listening...that waiting, that sad wishing for days gone by...it is blue, isn't it?
ReplyDeleteLaura had the right word with "tenderness" - thank you for your always-open vision and heart, even for what might appear to be something in shambles. Sending extra love for you and your mom and family as you navigate her health challenges. xo
ReplyDeleteHealth issues in aging parents is not something I have felt properly prepared to face. I hope you are feeling supported and that your decisions are the right ones. I hold onto guilt and it’s really an unnecessary weight. Your poem is a loving letter to the old house. I like how subtly bring in the yellow at the end. All my best!
ReplyDeleteI'm so sorry about the health emergencies with your mom, Irene. Always stressful and unsettling. Sending hugs and support! ❤️
ReplyDeleteYour blue house makes me feel wistful and hopeful at the same time. (And Picasso's range always, always surprises me.)
Irene, I understand how stressful life is for you now that your mother had emergency health issues to deal with. Stay strong. Prayers are lifted. I love how you carefully crafted the Blue House poem with a positive title, rhyming that is entertaining, and a hopeful ending.
ReplyDeleteAh, such a sensitive house-poem, love the spinning spiders and sprouting mushrooms 🍄 good luck to your son! So sorry to hear about your mom, sending hugs and healing thoughts your way. ❤️🩹
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