Robin Hawke


A Place Outside
March 17, 2012, 7:00 PM
Filed under: Three Sentence Stories

Did Mathilda know she’d never buy a hammock like the one she slept in as a child? The rope hammock her children used, white made green by magic marker, provided a place for dilly dreams and was stolen on a summer day. Mathilda’s grandchildren would too sway with summer breezes—though Mathilda combed garage sales to find a bright Guatemalan weave—on white braided rope.

When I didn’t see a red squiggly line underneath the word dilly, I looked it up and found to my pleasure it was recognized as an adjective. I left in the words ‘would too’ as an echo of those ‘would not’ would too’ ‘would not’ fights children have. 

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I had to look up ‘dilly’ too, and met a brand new word! Now I know why they call them Dilly Bars.
I love reading how you come up with your stories.

Comment by Kirsten

And that old song!

Lavender’s blue, dilly, dilly,
Lavender’s green.
When I am King, dilly, dilly,
You shall be Queen.

Who told you so, dilly, dilly,
Who told you so?
’Twas my own heart, dilly, dilly,
That told me so.

Call up your men, dilly, dilly,
Set them to work,
Some with a rake, dilly, dilly,
Some with a fork.

Some to make hay, dilly, dilly,
Some to cut corn,
While you and I, dilly, dilly,
Keep ourselves warm.

Roses are red, dilly, dilly,
Violets are blue,
If you love me, dilly, dilly,
I will love you.

Let the birds sing, dilly, dilly,
And the lambs play.
We shall be safe, dilly, dilly,
Out of harm’s way.

I love to dance, dilly, dilly,
I love to sing.
When I am Queen, dilly, dilly,
You’ll be my King.

Who told me so, dilly, dilly,
Who told me so?
I told myself, dilly, dilly,
I told me so.

Comment by Robin Hawke




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