Laid back on rockers on the porch
supper done, the dishes done,
it’s easy now that they are two
the dim-lit house stands silent
they brandish a long herb garni
to jar mozzies in one hand
branded cookie jars rest on their laps
Copyright © selma
Prompted by whimsygizmo in Quadrille #205 – A Jar Full of Poems where it’s time to
write those pocket-sized poems of just 44 words, not counting the title, and including
one word dVerse’s host provides.
“And today, I’d like you to jolt, jerk and jar your words into a poem.”
Thanks for reading.
I wish you a jar of miracles.
I’m a simple woman who dares to see the beauty in ordinary. I’d love to connect with you and like pen pals, I want something beautiful to blossom between us. Will you join me? Selma is my middle name. Its meaning—peaceful, complete, are euphoric affirmations I like to think of myself as having. They compliment the joy I feel when I write. I sincerely hope you decide to join me on my writing journey. I Wish You Miracles.
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Pesky things they are 🙄
Love your take Selma
Pesky.
Thanks for reading and commenting Maggie. 🤗
My pleasure always Selma 🤗
I love this slice of life, Selma, but why put them in a jar? 🤔
Much love,
David
They keep for longer in jars.
And having one at night is plenty: you only discover this once you arrive at a certain age. 😜
Be well David. Enjoy your summer.
Nicely done Selma ❤️
Thanks, Sadje
You’re most welcome
happy and upbeat and just have to co-exist with them
Yup, yup 🦟 🍪 🌅 🪑 🪑
A wholesome and delightful write, Selma! Wishing you a jar of miracles too! ❤️✨
A jar of miracles, it is for us all. Yay, because Autumn’s on its way… I just heard… hehe. Happy. Thanks for reading, Deepthy. ((hugs))
Sounds a lovely way to end the day.
It is, me thinks. Thanks Diana. Blessings.
🩷You too
I love this laidback jar of miracles Selma. 🤗💖😊 What a wonderful response to this prompt ladybug! 🥂
Aww, Kym. Thanks. A jar of miracles for you, dawling. Enjoy your summer: it’s almost over, you know. Aren’t you just so happy? I know I am. xoxo
Selma sistah, I am basking in the essence of expectancy and joy! Hold on to that optimism and never let it go! Hugs and smooches! 🤗💋😊💖😘
💃🏼 🤗
Sounds peaceful, Selma. Minus the mosquitos, of course! I wouldn’t mind some quiet time on that porch.
Minus the mosquitos, of course. I wouldn’t mind to wait for night to come on that porch. hehe. With a jar of my favorite cookies sittin on my lap… Ya know! Thanks for the lovely prompt De. Bless you.
Charming poem! I love porches – sitting on them and writing about them. 💗 Cookies are yummy too. A jar of miracles to you, sweet Selma!
A jar of miracles to you, dear Michele Lee. Get as much of summer as you can now. The countdown to Autumn has begun–believe it or not… “Nothing gold can stay…” Bless you, golden child.
So very intuitive you are – describing my thoughts this morning. A significant line to cherish throughout the year. 💛🥰 Thank you and abundant blessings to you.
How comforting is this! Southern looking porches are the best
It’s always a relief when the dishes and all chores are done!
I would add relaxing with a glass of wine 🍷 though. 😊
A great poem, Selma. Aren’t Mozzies just the bane of life 😳
The bane of life indeed. Thanks Robbie. 🤗