...withdrawing criticism... ...that’s all it takes... ...without shame... ...of surrender...
...open the door... ...feel the longing... ...take the brave step...
...with you unafraid... ...all my intricate defences... ...would be taken away...
An experiment: pick a book, open it at a random page, close your eyes and see where your finger lands. Repeat steps two through four until the novelty wears off. Shuffle and compose. Omit the unintelligible. ;)
‘It starts off like climbing a tree or solving a puzzle - poetry, if nothing else, is just fun to write.’ - Criss Jami, Killosophy
How do I convince you to love me? I can make you tea and cookies Or maybe mac and cheese I can learn a song for you when you're feeling blue I can kiss your neck and whisper why I want to be with you I can wash your sheets and make your room neat I can make your favorite snack And if I do these things for you Will you love me back?
They tell you congratulations And you'll think it's all smiles They will tell you its joy and pride
They don't tell you That your life has now changed That your priorities have now changed That your freedom is now gone That your independence is now gone That you're now confined at home That you're never getting enough sleep At least not any time soon
They don't tell you That there are times you will join in the crying Because you won't know why or how to make it stop That there are times you'll get angry Because you can't get them to sleep That there are times you'll struggle to stay up Because your sleep schedule is not yours anymore That you'll probably panic everytime something is wrong That you're gonna go to bed very tired Because taking care of that tiny human is exhausting And everything they need is your responsibility
They tell you welcome to motherhood That it's is an amazing experience Yes it is, yes it is
Dear first time mothers to be; It's amazing It's frustrating It's lovely
An Irish couple buy some fertilised duck eggs and they hatch. But then they’re missing! The cat is licking her lips. Oh No! They follow the cat to her snug in the barn. She too has given birth. Snuggled beneath the cat’s protective paws Are suckling kittens and DUCKLINGS!
Had those dear ducklings hatched an hour earlier Or later They would have been cat food. But around the birthing time Missus Cat was only a Mother, Mothering anything that moved.
Mother Nature breeds such Motherly instincts. A thing of Wonder. A story that happens to be True.
Since then those ducks grew up But still followed their “Mother” Everywhere she went (within reason). An unshakeable bond, Lasting for ever.
My friend Gail Littlefair reminded me of a wonderful story.....