Today I declare…

It’s funny how you can lose sight of something–like an album you listen to all the time until somehow, without noticing, you just don’t anymore. Then one day, you hear a song on the radio and think–Oh my Gosh! When did I stop listening to that?

I used to respond to the “Word of the Day” (WOTD) prompt from TeachWrite all the time. Then, in some twist of algorithm, it disappeared from my internet universe. I stumbled upon it last week and have been dabbling away ever since.

Late last week, the WOTD was “declare”. With a few weeks of “bulk up for winter” autumnal eating under my belt and the addition of some more recent Thanksgiving gluttony, here’s what came to mind:

Today I declare
(like I did yesterday
and the day before
and maybe a few more days
before that)
I will show some restraint!
Skip the sugar!
Back off the fat!
Eat more veggies!

My newest habit is
stating an intention
then ignoring it
over and over again.

I ponder next steps
as I wipe the stuffing crumbs
from my chin.

©Molly Hogan

And a follow up limerick:

A woman I know loved her stuffin’!
Five servings a day? That was nuffin’!
Eaten hot, warm or cold
even seven days old!
She just couldn’t gobble enough in!

©Molly Hogan

And though the stuffing is now sadly gone, my waistline and I cherish our fond memories.

10 thoughts on “Today I declare…

  1. Patty McLaughlin says:

    I can relate to both writings! Thanks for sharing your creativity, Molly

    Sent from my iPad


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  2. A playful morning of poetry, just what the body and soul need. Thanks.

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  3. Terje says:

    Yep. Intentions and ignoring them. I like that instead of being hard on yourself you turn it into a poem.

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  4. arjeha says:

    We just bagged and froze the leftover stuffing, turkey, and gravy to be enjoyed at some future date. That is not to say that I didn’t overindulge between Thanksgiving and today. Love your limerick.

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  5. margaretsmn says:

    This is so funny. The left over dressing is still sitting in our fridge; it wasn’t a stellar year for my mother’s recipe, too mushy. Perhaps there’s a poem there. I love the lightheartedness of this post.


  6. katswhiskers says:

    That limerick! So funny. I’m sure you’ll carry your stuffin’ well!


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