So here I am, Muri, another few days into your National Poetry Month Challenge, trying out another new form. The WALTMARIE is a compact powerhouse: a small poem with an even smaller poem hidden inside. Like the fortune cookie of the poetry world.

The inspiration for this one came from a Christmas gift I bought myself. My old pillow had lost a lot of feathers (thanks to Tailor) and was flat as a pancake, flatter than even I like it. I’m mildly allergic to feathers so I bought a synthetic PrimaLoft one from LL Bean; it was too poofy and I had to return it. In December, I wound up with $15 of Kohl’s cash in my wallet. The shelf life on Kohl’s cash is short and if you don’t use it, you lose it. So I puttered around the store looking for something to spend it on. Lo and behold, I found a premium king-sized memory foam pillow that retails for over $100, on sale for $49. With my Kohl’s cash, it would be just $34. I don’t usually care for memory foam—it gets too hot—but this pillow has a “soothing, cool gel cover.” I pressed my hand into the floor model and it was, indeed, cool. It was of a suitable height, about four inches, and could be returned if it didn’t live up to my expectations. What did I have to lose?? Cha-ching went my credit card. I took it home, wrapped it, and slipped it under the Christmas tree. The next morning, I woke up with my neck stiff and sore, as if my old pillow had beaten me during the night. I made a command decision; I unwrapped Mr. Memory Foam, sheathed him in a clean pillow case, and propped him on my bed. I carefully re-wrapped the box he had come in and slid it back under the tree. So it wouldn’t look as though St. Nick had snubbed me, you know? I’ve slept on it every night since and attest that it’s worth every penny I paid for it.


Every night,
I rest
comfortably and easily,
my head
warm and heavy
on your
broad, memory foam
where I release my cares
and dream

13 thoughts on “A POEM WITHIN A POEM

  1. Carol April 22, 2022 / 1:21 am

    Hi Joan,
    I like your WALTMARIE poem within a poem. It elevates both the pillow and poetry to the sublime. Speaking of elevation, I’m looking into mobile beds where you can raise both the head and the foot. Sounds comfy!

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    • Just Joan April 22, 2022 / 6:05 am

      Sounds like a hospital bed? I have a European spring-less latex mattress which is so comfy. And with the new pillow, it’s sweet dreams, baby.


  2. Tippy Gnu April 22, 2022 / 9:05 am

    That’s a nice, simple poem that leaves me feeling relaxed. It could make a good advertising blurb also, for the memory foam pillow.

    I always thought a memory foam pillow was something that takes away your bad memories at night, and replaces them with good ones.

    Liked by 3 people

    • Just Joan April 22, 2022 / 9:12 am

      Thanks, Tip. I wish pillows could replace bad memories with good, PTSD sufferers would sleep a lot better. I was surprised at how comfy (and cool) it is. What will they come up with next? LOL, now I sound like my grandma.

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      • Tippy Gnu April 22, 2022 / 9:14 am

        Hmm, maybe your pillow has been giving you good memories of your grandma.

        Liked by 1 person

      • Just Joan April 22, 2022 / 10:34 am

        Maybe. But “What will they think up next?” was what she said every time we showed her anything cooler than what she growing up. Fashionable wellies? Math workbooks YOU CAN ACTUALLY WRITE IN? GET OUT! What would they think up next?

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      • Tippy Gnu April 22, 2022 / 11:05 am

        It’s nice to have a grandparent with a perspective from the past. I had the fortune of having several like that, and I always thought they were interesting.

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  3. churchmousie April 22, 2022 / 9:14 am

    Good rest is the best quest. I’m glad you found something that worked so well for you. I really liked your poem, too.

    Liked by 1 person

    • Just Joan April 22, 2022 / 10:35 am

      You’ve got a little rhyme going on there, Churchmousie. Maybe all this poetry is ribbing off on you.

      Liked by 2 people

  4. murisopsis April 22, 2022 / 5:08 pm

    Joan you have flexed your poetry muscles and powered through this poem. You’re no feather weight in the pillow or poetry department!! You made this Waltmarie dance, sing, and take a bow!!

    Liked by 2 people

    • Just Joan April 22, 2022 / 5:49 pm

      Thanks, Muri. Feather weight, LOL. Seems people are still coming up with new poetry forms. Maybe I’ll do that one day.


  5. joyroses13 April 22, 2022 / 6:24 pm

    Perfect relaxing poem, now if only I could find the perfect pillow. 🙂 Mine is flatter than a pancake as well.

    Liked by 1 person

    • Just Joan April 22, 2022 / 6:36 pm

      Try Kohls. You guys got Kohls up there? Or Kohls.com. Pillows lose feathers, esp if you have a dog with “busy teeth.”


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