There are gremlins in my laundry pile; How else do you explain The things that disappear in there Time and time again? There are gremlins in my laundry pile: Of this I have no doubt. For in their pairs the socks go in, Yet only one comes out. There are gremlins in my laundry pile,… Read More
I thought I’d step out of my comfort zone a little for this week’s prompt – “My favourite season…” and try a different style of poetry from my usual rhyming couplet. This is my first attempt at a Chaucerian roundel on my favourite season of all: My Favourite Season My favourite season is the spring… Read More
Looking through my creative writing folder the other day, I came across this parody of the song ‘One Day More’ which I wrote for hubby towards the end of his PhD. It brought back a lot of memories of those days of sitting up half the night trying to get it written up and handed… Read More
This week’s Prose for Thought poem is for my baby girl who will be celebrating her first birthday on Monday: Little one snuggled up so nice and warm Can it really be a year since the day you were born? That newborn baby has gone forever She’s now a little girl – so big, so… Read More
This coming Sunday (19th October) would have been my dad’s 81st birthday. I would always try and go home on his birthday and he used to love having all the family popping in to wish him a happy birthday. I wish I could go home on Sunday and see him sitting there, looking so delighted… Read More
It is just after five in the morning As you awake to the baby’s loud cries The hours of sleep you could count on one hand And it’s so hard just to open your eyes Seven o’clock in the morning What little patience you had wearing thin The children are crying and squabbling over a… Read More
Drifting through dreamland, my blissful slumber Is suddenly shattered by cries of hunger The baby’s awake and she wants to be fed I pick her up and stumble back to my bed Finding the breast, she latches on with a sigh I cuddle her close and we both close our eyes Dozing together, snuggling sleepily… Read More