Friday, 18 June 2010

Pale Blue Buckets

I leave the pale blue buckets filled with fear
lined up outside my bedroom door.
When they are full right up to the brim
I grab the thin metal handles
and carry them ever so slowly
with tiny shuffling fairy steps
sloshing and dripping
through the kitchen, down the stairs
all the way out into the garden
where I empty them carefully onto the Roses


- Susannah Bec 2010

18 comments:

Carrie Burtt said...

Such a lovely poem. Tears in so many ways neurish us, why not the flowers aswell. Love it. :-)

Ladan said...

I really like the concept of fear being turned into something beautiful.

Anon said...

Interesting,Pale Blue Buckets, I like the Pale Blue expression

Susannah said...

Thanks very much for the comments, they are much appreciated. :-)

be not blind said...

Wow! This paints such a vivid picture! Great as always.

Susannah said...

Thanks be not :-)

It is always good to see you here.

Robert Lloyd said...

I really like the travel you make with the buckets down the stairs and through the house. Its as if you are showing that the trip is worth it no matter the pain to get there. Another wonderful poem Susannah!! I always look forward to your writing.

Susannah said...

Thanks Robb, I really appreciate the feedback - good to see you. :-)

cosmoscami said...

Thanks for visiting my blog, Susannah. I appreciate your comments and your reading.

I like your sun post (two down) a lot.

Susannah said...

Hi cosmoscami and thanks very much for your comment - I hope you will visit again. Nice to meet you. :-)

Alexis Hallum said...

This is emotional recycling! ;)
I loved this poem. I feel like it could be applied to life. Everyone should read it, just once.

Susannah said...

Hi Alexis - I love your "emotional recycling" observation - brilliant! :-)

Thanks very much for your comment it is much appreciated, great to see you here. x

Michaela said...

In your words there is a noticeable hesitancy. Despite gentle words so much weight in the content.

I wish you a warm and sunny day :-)

Susannah said...

Thanks Micheala. :-)

It is always good to see you - I hope all is well in your world. x

Maya said...

gosh! how do you manage to write something like this! i loved the idea that fear could be dumped in the buckets and just carried out of oneself ... out where it can become fertilizer to something beautiful... lovely, Susannah... really lovely!

Susannah said...

Thank you so much Maya, I really appreciate your comment. :-)

It is great to see you here too!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

GLORIOUS. I love it.

Susannah said...

Thanks Sherry. :-)

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