Back to School Blues

  Sharpening his pencils; ironing his clothes. Wishing it would slow down – how fast the time all goes. Packing up his schoolbag; new shoes up a size. Seeing that he’s growing – mammy wipes her eyes. Every year he’s moving, another step away. Feels his hands in hers now – he’s still a child […]

The Love Affair

Wants a mate – thinks she’s found one that’s great. Get him round, offer bait – common ground. Make a date. Gaining ground – Eyes dilate. Words profound. Fast heart rate – they’re spell bound. Gain some weight. Tightly wound. Much debate. Heads will pound. Must berate. Fights compound Irritate. Fool around. Feeling hate. Come […]

My First Lipogram

  lipogram noun: lipogram; plural noun: lipograms a composition from which the writer systematically omits a certain letter or certain letters of the alphabet. For my poetry class I had to write a Lipogram by using only one vowel throughout the whole poem. Not only that, but I had to ensure every word included this […]

A Secure Place

This is your home now, a place that’s secure A safe space for you with nurses who care Less of a worry, a relief for sure. No long nights alone for you to endure Someone to call on should you have a scare This is your home now, a place that’s secure You say you’re happy […]

The Old Red Dress

Dirty secrets hidden at the back Where thigh tingling hems skimmed brown flesh And sensual hands shifted silk over head A red dress crumpled on a bed Sensible knee length neighbours Await open doors to the usual places Jilted red dress remains in the dark Hoping for some reignited spark Escapes the inner confinements Clinging […]

Tinder Tower

It’s difficult for me to comprehend the suffering of those who were in Grenfell Tower when the fire struck. There are now many questions needing answered.  Reports are coming in describing what could have went wrong at Grenfell (the list is long).  There are stories of Government officials  ignoring safety advice in order to save money and cut corners. They wanted […]

Scattered Hopes

She’s on her way on this fine day; whilst the sea advances – expecting dalliances.   Her final drive; she’ll soon arrive. Pick a spot, set her free – on her dancing spree.   A sudden gust; scattered stardust. Off she flies forever – unknown endeavour.   My mother-in-law’s ashes were scattered on the beach today, […]

My First Love

You’re my first love, helped me grow My teacher – the best mum I know.   You’re my critic; advisor. My top fan – older and wiser.   You’re my blanket; soft and warm. My shelter – away from the storm.   You’re my safe house; protection. My compass – for lost direction.   You’re my […]

Confusing Messages

Advice for the Young Child

Shhh.

Not now, just wait.

I’m trying to work

and I can’t think straight.

 

Careful!

Don’t drop that cup.

You’ll spill all the milk –

I’ll have to clean up

 

Stop!

Don’t run ahead.

You’re too fast for me,

walk slower instead.

 

Gentle!

You play too rough.

It’ll all end in tears

and I’ve had enough.

 

Attention!

You’re dreaming again!

You won’t pass that test;

what will you do then?

Advice for the Adolescent

Speak!

Please use your voice.

Give your opinion

or you won’t get a choice.

 

Relax!

Stop stressing out.

Must live a little;

stop living in doubt.

 

Run!

Pick up your speed!

You must try harder

or you won’t take the lead.

 

Fight!

Don’t be their prey.

If you don’t fight back

you’ll just fade away.

 

Imagine

where you could go.

If you never dream

then you’ll never know.

(Un)helpful Advice

via Daily Prompt: Criticize

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I have friends with children who often come across overly-critical relatives/friends/random folk in shops,  who believe their advice is best.  I’m sure they often mean well, but many friends have felt like failures because they feel they aren’t doing the parenting thing right.  Here is a poem to reflect this scenario:

 

No bottles love, the breast is best!

When baby sleeps, you must have rest.

He’s only small, don’t let him cry.

You must ensure that nappy’s dry.

No wipes on him, his skin in new.

You can’t do that, I thought you knew.

Not walking yet, I’d check that out.

Oh naughty boy, he must not shout!

You need to clean, house is a mess

You must calm down, he’ll sense your stress

He bit again, need that to stop.

Look there he goes, another strop!

When back to work, you must be bored?

You’ve fancy stuff you can’t afford.

Her down the road, she’s never home.

Her mother’s got those kids alone.

You’re such hard work, what’s wrong with you?

I’m not allowed to say what’s true!

Not critical, just good advice!

You’ve hurt me now, you’re never nice!

 

I’m fortunate that I have an amazing mother who doesn’t get offended if I take or leave her advice. I often leave it 🙂