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51 Responses to Published

  1. Bushka says:

    Pardon the Sticky, Smelly Substance…but the image is Stunning! 😉


  2. frankpovah says:

    I’m glad you avoided a sticky ending! Liked it, Elan.


  3. Awesome. Life starts our sticky, and ends that way. Of course, it is the same all through. Becoming sticky yourself, you realize… There is no-way, to un-gum… Except perhaps, by the warmth of the Sun.

    Great read thanks Elan


  4. As much as the sap from the tree tends to cling I find the human saps to be the most annoying…:)

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  5. ShirleyB says:

    Killer last line 🙂

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  6. pranabaxom says:

    Fantastic image and excellent metaphor. Those we want to wash away from our life, stick to us. Letting go can be difficult and emotional.

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  7. zyaanddaizy says:

    This is such an amazing post! The image is gorgeous, everything about this is gorgeous!

    lovely post,
    Daizy from|


  8. BeeHappee says:

    Beautiful poem. 🙂 Sap that has been weathered enough, turns into amber, which then is so much more valuable, so that is always good to know.


  9. Ralph says:

    There must have been a good ..Resin.. for this poem. The….Pitch ..of the theme was quite personal.

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  10. Stuart Campbell says:

    Lovely poem to wake up to. I can see the Norfolk Island pine in my garden as i write this.


  11. TheMonk says:

    I clicked like because it reminded me of childhood when we used to use that sticky thing as a gum.

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  13. kirizar says:

    Was ‘stirring wheel’ an intentional play on the word ‘coffee cup’ or a happy accident? Loved the little jab at the end.


  14. tmezpoetry says:

    Now I am smelling sap 🙂

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  16. grahamcairns says:

    I genuinely laughed out loud at this! Love it!



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  17. So true. The clingers can seem so repellant because we grow used to their being around. Then we rid ourselves of them and start romanticising and longing to bring them back. Human connection is strange that way.


  18. marypamela says:

    Very well done 🙂


  19. Robyn Haynes says:

    Lovely words and great photo.


  20. slpmartin says:

    What a wonderful metaphor for friends lost.


  21. debiriley says:

    marvellous and entertaining with truth sparkling in between the lines. I thoroughly enjoyed the read! praying for an exorcism, made me laugh 🙂 Gorgeous macro photo of the sap! cheers, Debi

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  22. DuPe says:

    Reblogged this on dupewrites and commented:
    Because everything that touches you leaves a bit of itself and sometimes you don’t want that

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  23. Bumba says:

    Mineral spirits?


  24. Talia Hardy says:

    Huge smile from me Elan. Pine sap and friends, glorious analogy.


  25. Kris says:

    Peanut butter. if you have to get it off again and replace it with a not quite as nice scent…use PB. Especially if it gets in your hair. Stuff you learn as a kid that ‘sticks’ with you. I enjoyed reading this and yes, I did smell sap (and not PB!).

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  26. J says:

    I pull out memories of those long ago friends and look for them too. It can be haunting.

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  27. saine13 says:

    The beautiful photo drew me in… and the poem was fun… the frustration of desperately wanting to get rid of something (saps).

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  28. vivachange77 says:

    Fascinating picture of sap. I like your different uses of the word and your humor.


  29. wwwpalfitness says:

    Reblogged this on wwwpalfitness.


  30. Grandtrines says:

    Reblogged this on Still Another Writer's Blog.


  31. John Rogers says:

    Good thought … and a great picture


  32. Nadia says:

    Love it! You captured pine sap perfectly.


  33. franhinton says:

    Awesome… will never look at sap the same again…

    On Fri, Feb 5, 2016 at 1:09 PM, Elan Mudrow wrote:

    > Elan Mudrow posted: ” I fell into a pine tree once. Don’t worry, I > survived It wasn’t a bad fall, just a stumble With hands outstretched. I > suffered a small scrape, Reddened palms and My right hand landed in A small > patch of sap. Upon driving back home The sap did” >


  34. Is there anyone who hasn’t experienced the sap and friends aggravation? So true, so accurate, so well said. xoxox


  35. A. L. Kaplan says:

    Beautiful. Love the photo too.


  36. Sally says:

    Thank you for supporting my page. I’d like to reciprocate. I’ve enjoyed looking through your work. Sally.

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  37. randyjw says:

    Hi, Elan! My “take-away” from this was a lot of laughter and a good appreciation for you as a poet and story-teller!


  38. ItsMeAle says:

    This made me think of a gone love. The desire to get rid of someone that wasn’t good for you, but yet when you have, you tend to look back and search for him again.. an odd thing.. Beautiful picture!

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  39. franhinton says:

    What would you suggest to someone who really really needs to get her books out? Written 2 and have 3 more near completion…


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