Something Wonderful

This week’s “Something Wonderful” is a lovely poem in celebration of Father’s Day.
It reminds me of dipping my hand into the pocket of my father’s overcoat when I was
a little girl and finding all sorts of treasures:

My Father’s Hats
Mark Irwin

Sunday mornings I would reach
high into his dark closet while standing
on a chair and tiptoeing reach
higher, touching, sometimes fumbling
the soft crowns and imagine
I was in a forest, wind hymning
through pines, where the musky scent
of rain clinging to damp earth was
his scent I loved, lingering on
bands, leather, and on the inner silk
crowns where I would smell his
hair and almost think I was being
held, or climbing a tree, touching
the yellow fruit, leaves whose scent
was that of a clove in the godsome
air, as now, thinking of his fabulous
sleep, I stand on this canyon floor

and watch light slowly close
on water I’m not sure is there.

Wishing all fathers of our hearts and memories a day of sunshine and joy. Write on.

 

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About karinwritesdangerously

I am a writer and this is a motivational blog designed to help both writers and aspiring writers to push to the next level. Key themes are peak performance, passion, overcoming writing roadblocks, juicing up your creativity, and the joys of writing.
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2 Responses to Something Wonderful

  1. This was beautiful. :’)

  2. Hi,

    Thank you so much for your note — I’m so glad you enjoyed this lovely poem!

    Write on,
    Karin

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