Tuesday, April 2, 2013

A poem for lost items

Today I join my fellow bloggers in "serving up a slice" to the Tuesday Slice of Life sponsored by Stacey and Ruth from Two Writing Teachers. 

I'm kicking off poetry month with this attempt at a rhyming poem (with apologies to Joyce Kilmer and "Trees," a poem I memorized in elementary school ).

Early Morning Musings

I think that I shall never see 
These items that are lost to me.

Sara's darling pink backpack
A preschool loss that we still lack.

We think it joined the Ryman home
With three small girls and room to roam.

My own key ring was next to go 
My search for it went high and low.

The clicker was the biggest loss
Unocking doors became my cross.

A haiku scrawled upon a slip
Those words were lost in one quick zip.

It's why I cannot clear my piles
And often wander in my files.

I'm hopeful it will show up soon
A new haiku to share by June.  

So while I've lost things more than three
These three in dreams appeared to me.

Instead of counting leaping sheep
Search for the lost to bring on sleep.


  1. Very clever Ramona! Oh those lost things, where do they go? Reminds me of a Mark Teague book, The Lost and Found.

  2. This was fun to read, Ramona....spring cleaning at our house makes me feel this way, too. So many lost items!

  3. Love it, a story & good rhyming, chagrin & mayhem all in the poem. Where do those things go? Maybe they will turn up in the sofas, the chairs, the rugs? Thanks, Ramona!

  4. I love this! Such a cute poem! I love the idea of imagining where your lost things have gone. I can't seem to clear my piles either -- you're not the only one! :-)

  5. My friend, you have impressed me countless times over the years with your talents. This ranks right up there...probably near your chocolate chip cookies. Love this for so many reasons; the images, the rhyme, the subject matter (that mysterious Land of the Lost), and the FUN it creates by simply reading the poem! Blue ribbon winner!