Everyday Canvas

"I learned enough!"

What is your take on remarrying after your partner passes? Yes or no, and why?

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Absolutely, definitely…NOT!

Here I have to quote William Carlos Williams.

“I tried to put a bird in a cage.
O fool that I am!”

Then, in addition, I have to quote my younger son, when he came home after the first day of Kindergarten. “I am done with school. I learned enough.”

Whatever these quotes may imply, in real life, my hubby is a gem, who I think would be served better if he had chosen a different life partner; although out of politeness and his sense of righteousness, he’ll probably deny this.

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Prompt: Toiling and bubbling... something in a cauldron that you are preparing for someone else, what is it? Poison or a love potion? Perhaps a Frankenstein of your very own design. It doesn't need to be liquid or even physical but produce something by way of this mysterious art in your blog entry today.

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Toiling and bubbling and somewhat troubling, I am preparing a sonnet tonight for "Dew Drop Inn" . It is neither a poison nor love potion, just a poem inspired by our kids visiting us during the weekend; yet, my silly sonnet is not about them either, but their dog. Leave it to me, to take some serious form and turn it into something inconsequential.

Anyhow, although I sometimes write it for discipline, I don’t like form poetry because it has a way of distorting the poet’s meaning in favor of its rules. To me, a poem is a poem because of its meaning and any poetic tools used should be carefully hidden and not glaring at my face as a form. I may or may not be alone in this feeling, even if some of the poets in here may (and do) take me as a bombardier of some sort.