Wednesday, April 04, 2007

On Wednesday When


Forts
Feet
FacesOn Wednesday withouth itinerary
Let the minutes roll, light and airy.
Add lots of water, forty toes
Stir it softly, heaven knows.
A layer of toys, spread them thin
Ignore the laundry, to fold: a sin
On such a day, Wednesday When
Drop cares in sand and bury them.
--jkm

10 comments:

rebecca said...

Hurrah! You are a delight!!!!!!! No time like the present, right, friend?

Amy said...

I love the whimsy of it and echo Rebecca's "delight".

Katy said...

Our very own poet(ess?)! Love it!

amy m said...

Sounds like a delightful day. Beautiful poetry. Can't wait for more.

Kelly said...

Delight really is the best word! I loved this.

Jenny said...

I love your words and pictures. Yes, do keep them coming!

Ann said...

Fort making brings back many memories. Guess what I found out yesterday? I discovered an old video of me at 4 weeks old and in it dad said Jacob wanted to name me Darth Vader!

Crystalyn said...

i love your way with words!!! perfect...perfect poem, perfect day.

michelle said...

Ooh, poetry! You do have such a way with making the mundane beautiful, Jordan.

Jill said...

Poetry and pictures are an excellent combo.