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Not all of us can do great things.
But we can do small things with great love.
Although this quote has been widely misattributed to Mother Teresa, it certainly embodies motherhood, don't you think?
I'm quite sure I'm not the only one devoting today's blog post to Mother's Day. In fact, I predict I'm not the only one sharing "The Lanyard" by Billy Collins either. It's a popular favorite for good reason!
But first I wanted to mention how honored I am that Michelle Kogan is featuring one of my original mother-inspired poems at her blog. You'll find "Mother's Heart" along with four others from The Best of Today's Little Ditty 2016—poems by B.J. Lee, Heidi Mordhorst, Charles Waters, and Michelle, herself. She's done a wonderful job presenting each one with some backstory and a photograph. I hope you'll stop by and say hello to 13-year-old me with my beautiful mom!
Now where was I? Oh yes, Billy Collins. I think my mom will really like "The Lanyard." She'll appreciate its message, of course, but also its accessibility and humor. In the words of poet Stephen Dunn, "We seem to always know where we are in a Billy Collins poem, but not necessarily where he is going."
"The Lanyard" by Billy Collins
(read by the poet)
Read the poem in its entirety HERE.
Explore teaching tips and support materials for this poem HERE.
I've made the kind of lanyard Collins talks about, though I'm not sure I've ever presented one to my mother. I have given her a number of potholders from my camp days, however. Does that count? Either way, it's the thought that matters. Love you, Mom. xo
Watch a do-it-yourself video on how to start your own box stitch lanyard HERE.
Now since we're in DIY mode anyway, how about a Five for Friday celebration?
Today's theme is to write about a specific gift you have given to, or received from, your mother.
It's been a while since our last Five for Friday party, so for those who are new or would like a refresher, all you need to do is come up with five words (plus title if you wish) on today's theme.
Please don't think too hard about it! Off the top of your head is fine. Leave your 5-word ditty in the comments, or email it to TodaysLittleDitty (at) gmail (dot) com. I will move your contribution to the main body of the post.
I'll start us off. Hmmm... okay, here's one. (See how long that took me? Not long at all!) This is based on a Mother's Day poem I wrote for Laura Purdie Salas' cinquain challenge in 2014.
SOGGY KISSES
mommy waters me—
her flower
– Michelle Heidenrich Barnes
* * *
HEARTFELT ART
tenderly tied
by paint tubes.
– Michelle Kogan
tenderly tied
by paint tubes.
– Michelle Kogan
* * *
LIFELINE
states away,
our daily visits
states away,
our daily visits
– Linda Baie
* * *
MADE AT CAMP
Sloppy potholder
Neatly transmits love.
Sloppy potholder
Neatly transmits love.
– Karen Edmisten
* * *
FOUND IN MOM'S NIGHT TABLE DRAWER
Fifty-year-old card
drawn by me.
Fifty-year-old card
drawn by me.
– Buffy Silverman
* * *
LIKE MOTHER, LIKE DAUGHTER
Can't miss a
plant sale
Can't miss a
plant sale
– Tabatha Yeatts
* * *
FROM A PLASTIC LOOM
Potholder,
stretchy strips
hugging tightly
Potholder,
stretchy strips
hugging tightly
– Laura Purdie Salas
* * *
TRAIN RIDE TO SCOTLAND
Time together
one on one.
Time together
one on one.
– Jama Rattigan
* * *
FLIGHT
Freedom to spread
my wings.
Freedom to spread
my wings.
– Kay Jernigan McGriff
* * *
PLANTED VINE
Twists around
both our hearts.
Twists around
both our hearts.
– Margaret Simon
* * *
MOTHER’S KNITTING
Handmade sweaters
warm, comfort, love
Handmade sweaters
warm, comfort, love
– Dianne Moritz
* * *
Wedding pearls
love to celebrate
love to celebrate
– Linda Mitchell
* * *
A GIFT FOR MOM
Popsicle-stick box
holds my love.
– Rosi Hollinbeck
* * *
ANOTHER MOTHER'S DAY...
Another card-bouquet,
delivered late.
Popsicle-stick box
holds my love.
– Rosi Hollinbeck
* * *
ANOTHER MOTHER'S DAY...
Another card-bouquet,
delivered late.
– Brenda Davis Harsham
* * *
Favorite poems shared lovingly together.
– Christie Wyman
* * *
KNITTED BY HAND
sweater worn well
mamma-warm s t i l l
– Cory Corrado
* * *
homemade
cake chunks,
frosting soup...
cake chunks,
frosting soup...
– Donna JT Smith
* * *
GRANDCHILDREN
She met all three.
– Diane Mayr
* * *
squishy hugs
limited by geography
limited by geography
– Bridget Magee
* * *
HER GIFT TO ME WAS MY GIFT TO HER
Vicariously lived:
a happy childhood.
– Mary Lee Hahn
* * *
MY MEME
bathing
grandbabies
with
tender
TLC
– Dani Burtsfield
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This month's DMC challenge from Julie Fogliano is to write a poem about what you see outside your window. If you missed last Friday's interview, you'll find it HERE. Off to a splendid start, this week's daily ditties included poems by Lana Wayne Koehler, Janice Scully, Michelle Kogan, and Jessica Bigi. Catherine Flynn is sharing her window poem today at Reading to the Core. Leave your window poem on our May 2018 padlet.
Happiness has landed at Jama's Alphabet Soup! Join Jama for a beautiful selection of bluebird poems and art, as well as this week's Poetry Friday roundup.
I fondly remember this poem of yours Michelle–such a gorgeous moment you captured–I can picture it more vividly now seeing you and your mom in that endearing photo, and you were a flower that bloomed! Love the Billy Collins "The Lanyard," thanks, and Happy Mother's Day! xo
ReplyDeleteHere's my "Five for Friday"
HEARTFELT ART
tenderly tied
by paint tubes.
Michelle Kogan
Beautiful five word ditty, Michelle!
DeleteAh, that lanyard that I did make, wonder what I did with it, not a gift as Billy Collins writes from his own world. Can we ever repay? My share from late in our relationship:
ReplyDeleteLifeline
states away,
our daily visits
Sweetest post, Michelle!
So touching, those five words. Thanks, Linda!
DeleteMade at Camp
ReplyDeleteSloppy potholder
Neatly transmits love.
Michelle, like you, I knew I wouldn't be the only one featuring the unbeatable Billy Collins today. :)
I know, right? Our posts were similar right down to the potholders, Karen!
Delete:)
DeleteI printed a copy of "The Lanyard" for my mom for mother's day, about ten or so years ago, along with a lanyard I made from gimp found leftover from my kiddos younger days. I found it along with other treasures when I cleaned out her night table drawer, after she died.
ReplyDeleteFound In Mom's Night Table Drawer
Fifty-year-old card
drawn by me.
Oh, Buffy...
DeleteOh, my, that's so lovely.
DeleteWarms my heart to know she kept it in her nightstand, Buffy. It's a good place for treasures.
DeleteHi M.! There are so many types of gifts, aren't there? I was thinking about traits we are gifted by our moms. Here are five words about one of mine:
ReplyDeleteLIKE MOTHER, LIKE DAUGHTER
Can't miss a
plant sale
The gift that keeps on giving. :)
DeleteI love the lanyard--have heard Billy Collins read it several times, and it's hysterical every single time. Here's mine:
ReplyDeleteFrom a Plastic Loom
Potholder,
stretchy strips
hugging tightly
I made those potholders too!
DeleteAll the potholders!
DeleteNow my granddaughters make them. That early way to create and give!
DeleteNice to know we all kept that potholder loom company in business! Otherwise, Linda's granddaughters would be out of luck.
DeleteLove this post. Of course you had me at the teddy bear with the heart and that wonderful quote. And then -- Billy Collins! Never tire of that poem. Really enjoyed your heart shaped poem and the beautiful photo of you and your mom at Michelle's blog.
ReplyDeleteYour prompt has me thinking about gifts from me that my mother kept -- potholders, a jewelry box, a plaster of Paris paperweight with marbles embedded in it.
As Collins's poem states, it's impossible to repay or even describe the indebtedness to our mothers. Recently I've been thinking of something extra special she once gave me:
TRAIN RIDE TO SCOTLAND
Time together
one on one.
Happy Mother's Day! I sure miss mine . . . (5 years now).
I TOTALLY thought about you after choosing that teddy, Jama! :) More potholders—yay! But the train ride sounds like the best gift ever.
DeleteI was thinking about the intangible gifts my mother gave to me. Even though she hates to see me leave, she has never clung so tightly that I felt guilty for living my own life. She still cheers me on! I'm trying now to pass the gift on to my daughter.
ReplyDeleteFLIGHT
Freedom to spread
my wings.
A beautiful gift indeed, Kay. I'm trying to pass it along to my children as well, but I never imagined how difficult it would be!
DeleteLanyard is one of my favorite Billy Collins poems. I teach it as a dictionary poem. We find a word randomly in the dictionary to write from.
ReplyDeleteI gave my mother a plant when I was in 8th grade. It's still living. (40+ years!)
Planted Vine
Twists around
both our hearts.
A dictionary poem should be a DMC challenge! What a great idea. Loved reading about that twisting vine, Margaret. So special. <3
DeleteThanks, Honey, I remember those days very well. And I still doodle your name every now and then. L❤️ve and Happy Mother’s Day to you, too! 😍😘 from Mom
ReplyDeleteYeah, well, Miranda's artwork beats lanyards and potholders anyday, though I guess I've had my moments. :D Love you! xo
DeleteWedding pearls
ReplyDeletelove to clebrate
What a special gift, Linda!
Deleteooops! I hit enter before the end of my message. What a lovely post and sweet pop-up collection of Mother's Day love. Sweet memory of soggy kisses.
ReplyDeleteA Gift for Mom
ReplyDeletePopsicle-stick box
holds my love.
Oh yes! I remember making those too, Rosi! Just the right container for a child's love.
DeleteI love The Lanyard, so funny and heart-felt. Five from me, because this year I was as lame as ever. My poor stepmother and mother-in-law.
ReplyDeleteAnother Mother's Day...
Another card-bouquet,
delivered late.
Alas, happens to all of us, I'm afraid. Fortunately mothers are born patient. :)
DeleteFavorite poems shared lovingly together.
ReplyDeleteWell that IS a gift! Thanks for joining in, Christie. :)
DeleteThank you Michelle for sharing these lovely mom-inspired poems.
ReplyDeleteI still have this-
.................
knitted by hand
sweater worn well
mamma-warm s t i l l
Cory
Oooh... sweater love is one of the best kinds of love! Thanks for joining in, Cory!
Deletehomemade
ReplyDeletecake chunks,
frosting soup...
At probably 13ish I baked my first cake to surprise mom on her birthday. It was memorable. Not good. Just memorable!
LOL. I'm sure it was, Donna. And probably "delicious" to your mom in sentiment, if not in taste!
DeleteGrandchildren
ReplyDeleteShe met all three.
<3
DeleteFor my 90 y/o mama whose hugs I still need, but don't get to experience often enough:
ReplyDeletesquishy hugs
limited by geography
Thanks for compiling this Mama Love Fest, Michelle. Happy Mother's Day! =)
I've been thinking about you, Bridget. Sending my own squishy virtual hugs!
DeleteI, too, made lanyards, though I'm not sure I ever gave them to mom.
ReplyDeleteHER GIFT TO ME WAS MY GIFT TO HER
Vicariously lived:
a happy childhood.
I know how much you must be missing her, Mary Lee. <3
DeleteI love this topic, Michelle! As I began writing a comment here, I soon realized I was composing a blog post, so I switched over to my blog and wrote this: http://doingtheworkthatmatters.com/2018/05/13/five-for-friday-celebrating-mom/
ReplyDeleteMy Meme
bathing
grandbabies
with
tender
TLC
Loved reading your post, Dani. What a special lady!
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