I’ve been channeling my inner crone since my surgery. I quite like her spunk. She reminds me of Warning, a poem by Jenny Joseph:
When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we’ve no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I’m tired
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick flowers in other people’s gardens
And learn to spit.
You can read the rest here.
Here is my Warning:
When I’m recovering from surgery,
I will wear a purple nightgown even when
collecting my newspaper midday.
I will groan when rising from a chair
quite as loudly as I wish, whoever is near.
I will send children to fetch blankets,
saltine crackers and stacks of books.
I will ignore the phone, nap in the afternoon
and pant in the shade with a glare for
nimble birds with blithe acrobatics.
I shall graduate to dresses, worn as if I’m off
to a party, too exclusive to mention.
I’ll park badly, abandon my shopping cart
without a care in the middle of the way,
and eat ice-cream for breakfast.
I shall spit my words as if they are
cherry pits in winter.
Perhaps I should teach my children
a stoic resilience that forbids weakness.
I should open my mail, tidy my kitchen,
churn the corporate milk into cream.
Or perhaps I should throw off expectations
and have a day of nightgowns and naps.
Otherwise, my children might be quite worried
when I wear my purple nightgown outdoors at midday.
Note: Do you feel moved to deliver your own warning after the universe has delivered your daily bread? I’m in the mood to appreciate it. Happy Poetry Friday and thanks to Tara Smith at A Teaching Life for hosting.
On a happy note, I visited Liz Brownlee and learned about UK National Poetry Day which is celebrating message poems this year in an outpouring of wonderful words already, culminating in the day, October 6. The Forward Arts Foundation and Liz Brownlee, as ambassador, welcome participation around the world. Liz celebrated a poem of mine as NPD Poem of the Day a few days ago, This is just to say…. Thanks, Liz!
Have a magical day, full of fire, spirit and verve.
Warmly,
Brenda
Feel better soon Brenda!!
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome! Blessings and peace.
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And to you!
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Thank you.😃
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The way you took. . . Is how the sentence in my last comment was supposed to read! 😉
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🙂 I understood.
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The way to took the ode to purple and transformed it, through honor and inspiration, was wonderful, Brenda. I had thought I had stopped by during your convalescence but apparently, so far see no visits.
😦 I wish I had. . .
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No worries. People get busy. I am happy to see you here now. XOXO
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Ah yes, it one of my favourite poems! I happen to love purple, I wear it already, so, I’m definitely going to wear it all the more when I’m old – with flamboyance ….haha! 😀
I love your version too Brenda – trying to imagine you doing all those things! I guess when you’re recovering from surgery …..you can do what you damn well like, and no-one would want to challenge you. Enjoy being free to do what you gotta do, and I really hope you find a new you very soon! 🙂
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LOL I may not have done ALL of those things. But I sat in my armchair and imagined them with gusto. 🙂 I rarely get challenged anyway — being a redhead. LOL
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You should do them all!!! 😀
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LOL I’m working through them.
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Very nice and moving… Interesting and well achieved counterpoint between the last two stanzas, dear Bren… Love this one… Sending best wishes, my friend. Aquileana 🍀
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Thanks! I had fun enjoying my snark. I may not be quite done with it either. 🙂
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Hi Brenda. I posted a comment a while ago right here and it went to your spam folder. WP has been trying to help and asked me to test your site with a comment to see if all is fixed. So here goes. Could you retrieve me from spam if you see this. Thanks a bunch! 🙂
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I’m afraid I get a lot of spam, and I often just delete everything. But I will look and see if I see you there, and would be delighted to rescue something.
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Thanks for looking! 🙂
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Sounds like you are doing great!
I don’t have a purple nightgown. I can’t find 1 purple piece in my wardrobe. However, I have turquoise, so I will wear that to remind me to say hello to Sath for you! I’m going to an International Street Art Festival this weekend & Sath will be there. (& many more fabulous artists). I just bought the new Iphone 6S so I should get some great shots. Very excited!!!!
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Ahhhh! How exciting! Have a great time. Please tell him hello for me, and how much I enjoyed our project.
Not everyone can wear a purple nightgown you. You have to have a certain… something. 😉
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Hahaha! LOL 😀 😀 😀 Perhaps his piece will be Friendly Fairytale worthy?
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I am open to admiring his work again. 🙂
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Ha! You had me laughing out loud. What a wonderful WARNING! I had foot surgery about two years ago and I can so relate to the content of your poem. In a way, it’s how I feel about summer vacation as a teacher! I just want to let loose and be myself in my most comfortable clothes. What a delight you gave us all. Thank you.
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I look at cars parked badly entirely differently now that I’ve had surgery six times. Sometimes, staying between the lines just doesn’t matter as much as putting one foot in front of the other without falling on your face. LOL I don’t know why that is so funny to me, but I don’t argue with a gift. 🙂 I’m glad you took y poem in the vein it was intended. Honest snark is the best sort.
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Sounding like quite the little spitfire in that poem. Warning is taken – because it sure sounds like you mean it! 😛 Feel better soon. Glad that you can still celebrate words while you are in recovery.
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Thanks, Kat. At least the surgery and the first week after are over. My family is terrific. I have my sense of humor back. Life is good.
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“And learn to spit.” My favorite line. I love that you created your own warning. Great stuff!
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It was fun. I already know how to spit, growing up with three stepbrothers. 🙂
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Writing your own warning sounds very therapeutic. 😃 Glad you are so creative during your recovery!
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I wrote a bunch of post before I went under, but I find that the writing has not slowed down. I only took a couple days off.
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Here’s to purple nightgowns, pampering, and HEALING!! Glad you’ve got enough spunk to write a fun spin-off! I used a mentor text this week, too!
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I’ve got spunk, and I’m healing fast. Laughter is the best medicine.
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Here’s to purple nightgowns, stacks of books, and ice-cream breakfast! Indulge away, and feel better soon!
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Thanks! Each day is a little better. I’ve started walking short distances again already.
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Woohoo and yay you, Brenda, channeling your inner and outer purple! I misread your sign off “Have a magical day, full of fire, SPIT, and verve.” That actually works too, don’t you think? I’ll send over my cabin boy with a pina colada.
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LOL Vim, vigor and SPIT! I’ll return my pool boy with a daiquiri. LOL
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I love your warning, a perfect sassy response to how you feel at the moment. I have a purple nightgown that sometimes remains on my body till midday!
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Excellent! You are a kindred spirit. 🙂
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My dearest Brenda, I wish you a swift recovery. I know it’s never a pleasant process, however it is perfect time to learn more and appreciate who we are, with added potions of tlc! Love to you and xxxx 🙂
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Thanks! TLC is always a favorite of mine. 🙂 XOXO
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I know that book, and poem, believe you’ve given me a poem to return to whenever I want to show a certain “slant” to the world, Brenda. I love that you included the frown to those “nimble birds” and choose ice cream for breakfast. Small things after surgery help a lot. I hope they continue to aid a speedy recovery! Thanks for the smile!
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Thanks, Linda. I’m glad you smiled at my snarky poem. 🙂 Even grownups get to be snarky sometimes. 🙂
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Well, you are too young to be a crone, but I like that you are practicing your sass. Your rendition of the “Warning” poem is great! I love the thoughts of “park(ing) badly” and abandoning your cart! I do wish you speedy healing with warmest thoughts, and the wearing of purple nightgowns whenever you want.
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Nothing makes you feel older than surgery except perhaps for being genuinely in your 90s. Since I’m not there, I can’t say. I will note that I have seen women in their 90s looking more spry than I feel at the moment. But sass is better than defeat any day. Thanks for your receiving my sass with appreciation. I had more fun writing my warning than is good for my health. LOL
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I wish you a quick recovery, take things slow. 😊 Thanks for sharing the delightful Warning – sometimes I want to be that crone; and, for sharing your own Warning. You do deserve and need some pampering these days.
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Thanks, Imelda. I’m not generally one to pamper myself, but this time, I feel the urge. LOL
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take advantage, you got the perfect excuse. 🙂
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Too true. 🙂
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I sure hope you’re on the mend! Love the verse. I’d honk and wave if I saw you in your purple jammies 😉
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Woo-hoo! I would wave cheerily. From amongst the Queen Anne’s Lace currently thriving from my lack of energy to weed.
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Ice-cream for breakfast sounds wonderful. Hope the healing angels are surrounding you. ❤
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Thank you, my friend. I’m so glad you let me rescue this comment. I do feel much better each day. XOXO
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Such fun! I’ve always loved that poem by Jenny Joseph and in fact have a framed copy in my home. I so enjoyed reading your version. Keep taking it easy and healing– I think a day of nightgowns and naps might be just the thing!
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Thanks, Molly. Attitude keeps me going. 🙂 I’m actually putting on a bathing suit and going to a lake this afternoon, and it’s only been a week. I hope I’m really up for it! The doc said I could swim the next day if I wanted, but I think he’s never had stomach surgery.
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That is good! So you are not old at all. I love that idea wearing purple. I hope you are healing okay! ❤ Healing well! I think sounds better! xoxo sending gentle hugs!
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Laproscopic beats a caesarian any day. But a week in Tahiti beats both of those. Probably cheaper, too. LOL
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OH wow. Did you have another baby. 😀 I love that! LOL 😀
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Three caesarians. Ugh.
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Wow you are brave my friend. Just one for me that was enough. I said the pain of my back was like that pain but I didn’t get a baby at the end. Lol I hope you get some rest and your family treats you like a queen. ❤️💛💜xoxo sending healing hugs your way. I have no pain today and also last night I felt how I used to feel and what an awesome feeling I wish the same for you. 💕💕
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Thanks. My pain has mostly subsided to a maddening itch. Still gray and exhausted, though. Yet weirdly unable to sleep well. Glad you are improving. Don’t try to go back to normal immediately. Baby yourself a while longer or you could overdo it. XOXO
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Thank you for that. Because right after I said I was better this pain just came back. My doctor said it took him 8 months. So I’m back to babying like you said! I probably need special oreo ice cream I think! 😀 xoxo
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LOL Remember ice packs, frequent breaks, lay down with your knees in and L. I had to buy special pillows to get my knees into the right angle. It’s a good sign if you felt well that soon. Hoard those feelings and they will increase.
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OH wow you are so right. I have 3 pillows for my knees. Amazing how that helps the pain. Today was a good day for me I hope it was for you too! ❤ ❤ ❤ xoxo
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I went to the grocery store, and, fortunately, the hubby drove me there. (He’s a good guy in all ways.) Because I was toast at the end. I’m getting better every day, though.
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I think those little outings are good to do but I know what you mean…I sure crash when I get home. I did that today too! 😀 I’m happy you are getting better! xoxo
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I say do what you want!!! Awesome rendition. Loved it.
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Thank you! Nobody can stop me ! LOL
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Have you heard of the Red Hat Society? They were purple dresses and red hats. They are all over 50 and celebrate nothing in particular when they get together monthly. Love both poems. I’m not a poet, but I have had enough surgeries to appreciate what you are going through. Happy mending.
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I had heard of the Red Hats, and I am tempted, but I’d have to wait a year or more. 😉 And thanks. This is my sixth surgery, the second this year. Sigh. I was really hoping to be fit this summer.
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That was wonderful. I just loved it. Hope you feel better soon but keep up sleeping in the afternoon and wearing a purple nightgown. 🙂
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LOL You know it!
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