Dustings by Two

NaPoWriMo Day 19:  without a prompt.  My mother loved talcum powder. The kind you “dust” all over yourself. I used to go into the bathroom after her and the floor would be slick and the room would have a heavy perfumed scent. One day, after she died in October 1998, I sat on a bench by her yard and watched as several birds found a dirt hole and proceeded to merrily take a dust bath. Sweet sweet memories juxtaposed.

Dustings by Two

Slick wet lavender tiles
window blurred by steam
she gaily sings and trills
pats and swirls a fancy puff
to create lily scented
clouds of talc
her dusting for the day.

Outside the window
hot bereft of rain
a blue bird warbles
wings flap flutter
dried dirt scatters
creates earthy clouds
of cooling swirling dust.

2 thoughts on “Dustings by Two

  1. Maz April 20, 2015 / 1:47 pm

    I like the mirrored effect you evoke in this poem. See some of mine at gramswisewords.blogspot.com


    • lillian April 21, 2015 / 12:08 pm

      Thanks much! For the invitation too. lillian


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