Science is for those who learn; poetry, for those who know. — Joseph Roux, Meditations of a Parish Priest
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To be a poet is a condition, not a profession. — Robert Frost
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Everything one invents is true, you may be perfectly sure of that. Poetry is as precise as geometry. — Gustave Flaubert

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

~ Mother's Buttons ~

Sorting through buttons
Rainbow colors in glass jars
Pour them out on plates

Helping my Mother
find just the right one for my
blouse she's been making

To me, such a treat
Like searching for lost relics
Each like precious stones

Some have two or four
holes..some have no holes at all
Mom wants shanks, no holes

Some furry, but most
solid and designed in shapes
My eyes in delight

I want fur..I frown
as Mom frowns, shakes her head no
"Too big, it's for coats"

I still frown, and pout
Mom perks an eyebrow and points
"Like in this pile"

"But those are so small!"
Mom shoots me that look..defeat
I glare at pile

With a goal I go
Exploring for tiny gems
The furry mock me

And then a sweet find
Curvy, glistening ruby
smooth and plump button

Cradled in my hand
"Look!" thou which denied me fur
Thunk it, just said "Mom"

Her beautiful eyes
Twinkled in her approval
She grins, "That's perfect!"

My heart leaps, happy
Not for finding the button
For joy, in our search
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© Bobbie Sandlin
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Writing Exercise: Theme Thursday: Buttons

Picture: Button Jars! gemgirlart

21 comments:

Tammie Lee said...

This is a lovely tale. I followed it with joy in my heart.

Spirithelpers

Char said...

That's amazing! Love how it's set up, especially love the "thou that denied me fur" part, lol! So descriptive, I felt like I was sitting next to you looking at buttons, too :).

Brian Miller said...

fun post. i remember those jars as a kid, hunting. thanks for the memories and happy TT!

Kris said...

My mother's buttons were always brown.

subtorp77 said...

Heart warming tale. And I still keep a few buttons around for emergency repairs. Too, thanks for the visit :)

Megan said...

Thanks for playing along!

My mother had a boxful of buttons she used to let me play with. I wonder if she still has them?

otin said...

I don't think that people save buttons or repair much any more, nice memories!

Alan Burnett said...

Nice post. Buttons seem to transport us all back to childhood

J A Harnett-Hargrove said...

Such a great story and your use of telescoped wording. Love it! -Jayne

willow said...

Nice memories!

Baino said...

I'm amazed at how many people have jars/tins full of buttons. Mine all come in teensy plastic bags and end up in the bin. I feel I'm missing out somehow! Having said that, my fave jacket has two buttons missing and I can't match them! *sob*

VE said...

Very nice. Sorted buttons, eh? I've only seen them all together in baskets before...

Poetikat said...

This was delightful on many levels - the imagery, the precise detail, the relationship it presents between you and your mom. I loved it!

Kat

Wings said...

Very nice! Love the post. :)

Betsy said...

There's just something about a jar of old buttons, isn't there? The possibilities are endless!

Dakota Bear said...

I like the jars with lids of matching colors.

Dot-Com said...

That just looks SO organised. Gosh, I don't even know where half my buttons are and they are certainly not colour coordinated :-)

The Silver Fox said...

Amazingly well organized!

Bobbie said...

Thank you so much everyone! I loved sorting through Mom's buttons. She didn't have them separated. They were all together, which made the search all the more fun :)

I'm glad this one spoke to so many and stirred the memories.

Crafty Green Poet said...

this is a lovely story and reminds me of my grandmothers button boxes that I loved playign with as a child...

Dreamhaven said...

The search for the perfect button can truly take time. I used to make necklaces of buttons with my kids when they were little. On a heavy string, the big ones can make a great rattle or teething ring. Thanks for sharing

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