You are meant to wipe away the tears;
Stifle the runny nose;
Yet, just thinking of you results in violent sobs.
When I hold you in my hands;
Your cottony softness reminds me of all that I hold dear;
Your delicate embroidery threatening to unravel;
Represents all that I have lost.
I have treated you unkindly;
Tossing you aside in favor of a mere tissue.
I shall stand firm;
Recommitting myself to all that you have to offer;
As you have been there for me through all of my days;
And, I shall never again allow my nose to touch another.
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hi, Jennifer ~ this is so good! Well written ❤ ~ I love your last line in particular… it made me smile 😀
If you happen to have written this poem with the W3 poetry prompt in mind, which is here:
https://skepticskaddish.com/2023/03/15/w3-prompt-46-weave-written-weekly/
Then you can share this poem of yours with other prompt participants who wrote to our recent handkerchief prompt.
All you have to do is go to the link I shared above, and scroll down to the middle of the page until you see a small, horizontal, white rectangle with the words "Mister Linky" on it in green.
If you click on that rectangle, you'll be able to share your link ~ just make sure you use the URL for this poem, rather than the URL for your entire blog (that's a thing a lot of people do by accident)
Sincerely,
David
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Thank you so much! I did write this in response to the w3 prompt and have submitted it through “Mister Linky.” I thought it a very intriguing idea to write an ode to a handkerchief. I am looking forward to reading the other poems that have been/are being submitted in response.
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This is such a great write and you are right the inferior paper replicas have taken over the world 🙂
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Thank you very much! 🙂
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Thank you so much for joining in Jennifer. I love how you made mention of the way we (i say we, cos i too am guilty) of put aside the importance of the hanky in exchange of a mere tissue which in reality doesn’t help in preserving our mother nature.
This firts two lines really caught my attention
“You are meant to wipe away the tears;
Stifle the runny nose;
Yet, just thinking of you results in violent sobs.”
And then you ended it with a promise. Beautiful
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Thank you! I believe the very clever poetry prompt you have created will make us all consider the comfort a simple handkerchief could provide, especially for those of us tissue grabbers.
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I agree…thanks again for joining in🌹
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A nice take on the prompt! I enjoyed it – and I can’t bring myself to sully the few special hankies that were my grandmothers’ and fathers…
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Thank you! I cannot recall any family member having a special handkerchief and found it interesting to read several prompt responses that referenced fond memories of their parents’/grandparents’ hankies. I had no idea that a handkerchief could truly be a family treasure. Clearly you did.
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Jennifer ~ that last line really left me smiling ~ I like the commitment you make to your handkerchief!
❤
David
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Thank you! 🙂
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Jennifer ~ I just wanna let you know that this week’s W3 prompt, hosted by our beloved Punam Sharma, is now live:
Enjoy ❤
David
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