Sifting Beans

I’m sifting through dry beans
picking out rocks
tossing damaged beans
skipping the limas
keeping the good ones
planning a steaming hot
pot of bean soup with bacon
carrots, celery, and onion
a few of my favorite herbs

Or maybe I’m writing a memoir


It’s Quadrille Monday at dVerse Poets Pub and Toni offers the word “skip” for inclusion in our 44-word poems today. I’m thinking about what to leave in and what to leave out of the memoir I’m writing.

I am a Jesus Freak, and I don't care who knows it. I am a wife, mother, sister, aunt, daughter, and friend. My blood family is only part of the larger family of Christ that I belong to. I love to write, especially about my dear Savior.


35 Responses

  1. Like they say, it’s the editing that’s the hardest part of writing and that’s exactly what you were doing with that bean soup! Nice, Linda.

      • SMiLes.. i have a confession to make..
        Linda.. FriEnd.. mY entire blog is one poem
        that is over 3 million words
        long.. with 663 macro
        verses.. some folks
        call ’em chapters..
        and tens of thouSands
        oF micro verses for
        macro whole.. and
        the other day.. i finished
        one macro verse.. comprising
        noW.. aLL mY dVerse poetic
        responses to ALL dVerse
        links/prompts from a year’s
        time from April of 2015
        through March of 2016..
        truly having no idea of
        what i accomplished as wHole
        and that “GodsUniVerseNovel3”..
        yes.. my third free verse Novel..
        just for fun.. as i’m financiAlly
        independent and would
        never ever now
        accept money
        for art anyway..
        particularly.. associated
        with God.. but yes.. i understand
        i’m fortunate in that way..
        and yes.. the entire
        poem ended
        up at
        338,630 words..
        like ‘they’ say.. faith..
        hope.. and belief can
        move mountains more than
        swords my friend.. words
        oF Love
        go farther
        and i WiLL
        witness for
        that until the
        end of server days..
        dead or alive.. IT matters not..
        who kNows perHaps a thousand years..
        oR moRe..
        sMiLes oF
        FearLess Love..:)

  2. Good call on skipping the Limas. Blech.
    (I know this is a metaphor, but the mere mention of Lima beans… I can’t even.)

      • Linda, You know, there are some days when I think, ‘What am I doing? I’m not a poet!’ And then I look back at where I once was and realize how much I’ve grown. It is wonderful that you reflected on how you have grown. Those are the little seeds of joy in all of this!

  3. How this made me smile! Sounds good to me. I was going to have a salad for dinner but now…..I may skip the salad and dig my container of bean soup out of the freezer.

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