One Flickering Moment

She shines a light on her heirloom tomatoes
Looking for slugs feasting
Just one predator can spoil good eating

Fireflies in the pines splinter the dark
And she tastes childhood
Remembering humid nights filled with crickets
She kicks her shoes off
Nestles her feet in the grass

Simply a girl
Despair was just a word on the spelling test
Not till later she would realize
She was in the deep end

Fowl needs dying to get to a wishbone
Death needs dying to get an eternal home
Hope now for her is Christ alone

She returns to where she is
Still a thin layer of patina
She can’t seem to remove
But her soul is well

All the stories in between she no longer has to tell

Linda Kruschke with Paint Chip Poetry. Theme is from best to worst, or from worst to best or something totally unique. I went with unique. Best and worst sometimes travel a winding road. Words are fireflies, deep end, lap swim, heirloom tomato, wishbone, patina, and green with envy. We are to use five.

About Mary (tqhousecat)

I am a wife and a mother of two grown children. I love Jesus and sharing my faith through written words. I currently have a poetry blog and also write on medium.com. My main focus is hope in Christ. I only wish that whoever reads this will be blessed, inspired and occasionally amused.
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6 Responses to One Flickering Moment

  1. I love this and you choice to take a unique approach to best and worst meandering together. I especially love this verse and how you managed to use “patina”:

    She returns to where she is
    Still a thin layer of patina
    She can’t seem to remove
    But her soul is well

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  2. This is so beautiful, Mary!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. this flows effortlessly. you can feel the deep sadness overcame with peace in all that happens. these lines are powerful: Simply a girl
    Despair was just a word on the spelling test

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  4. Oh, I love this! I relate so much to:
    “Simply a girl
    Despair was just a word on the spelling test
    Not till later she would realize
    She was in the deep end”
    Yesterday I wrote a poem about missing childhood.
    However, I especially appreciate the stanza after that. 🙂 So grateful for our Lord Jesus!

    Like

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