Notes About The Poem
This poem was inspired by the theme of the "It was just one of those mornings" poetry contest. My thanks to Sara Kendrick. I was unable to work it into a form to meet her contest guidelines. I did have some fun writing it.
Everymorning's Chores
A Distant Train Whistle
Everymorning’s Chores
A baby cries, a distant train whistle blows,
sounds of morning building momentum.
Bacon sizzles, plates clatter, knives
clink “tinilly” together, nostrils twitch
awakening recalcitrant sleepers.
Sunlight peeks through window slats,
slashes of yellow paint across the drabness
of “everymornings” chores. Boots stomp,
raising dust better left in the field,
children giggle, the coffee pot calls
cadence for a morning’s minuet. Partners
moving in smoothly choreographed
darts and dashes, hot cake shuffle,
coffee cup two step, maple syrup sidestep.
Breakfast, simple and hardy, you did not
carry it – it carried you - into the day.
Rumble of truck, honk of school bus,
good-byes, lunches, kisses, lingering
waves. Warming sunshine fills the room,
a baby cries, a distant train whistle blows.
John G. Lawless
2/29/2016
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