Not Just Another Mother's Day Challenge

annaswirls

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General idea:
Write a "Dear Mother" poem from the perspective of your child.

of course, Fathers are invited as are Grandparents, Aunts, Uncles, Teachers, Coaches, etc....


:rose:

Bottom line:
Write a poem as if it were written TO you FROM a child (can be grown up now, but someone who knew you when they were a child....)


Post them here. Don't worry about making them perfect.
Discussion welcomed and encouraged.
Off topic posters will be given milk and cookies and sent outside to play.
No they won't. I love off topic posters as if they were my very own.
I know it is nearly 4 am I swear I am going back to bed soon.
Please pass the mashed potatoes.



.............
 
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three shorties

I saw you in the rear view

what made you cry
at all the red lights?


~


I liked you best

the days
you liked me best


~

Perception

I remember the days
you were the most beautiful
girl in the world.
What changed?


~
 
Dear Mummy

Why do you say
I love you
to bees?

What are you thinking?

Mummy,
don't go.






(you would never believe how much waffling i did in my first draft)
 
wildsweetone said:
Dear Mummy

Why do you say
I love you
to bees?

What are you thinking?

Mummy,
don't go.






(you would never believe how much waffling i did in my first draft)


I believe it, this is beautiful, touching, clear as a childs voice
 
annaswirls said:
General idea: Write a "Dear Mother" poem from the perspective of your child.
My wife and I don't have children. I wrote a poem anyway.

Hi, Mom! Send Money!

You said at 10
my head my arms
were bony on your shoulder,
Mom, but hey—
I'm sorry angular
calcite
(you said drink your milk)
bone stuff
happens. Happens.

Now, you get smaller
every day.
Odd, how
I love you
everway.

And yes, I'd like more milk.
 
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not having children is definately a reason to write a poem anyway :)

this poem did a wonderful job finding the sensitivity-- perception-- what is the word I want-- a kids ability to find the angles, I really enjoyed this, bit of that smart ass attitude I love, surely until my own boys have it.

I love the "everway"

Tzara said:
My wife and I don't have children. I wrote a poem anyway.

Hi, Mom! Send Money!

You said at 10
my head my arms
were bony on your shoulder,
Mom, but hey—
I'm sorry angular
calcite
(you said drink your milk)
bone stuff
happens. Happens.

Now, you get smaller
every day.
Odd, how
I love you
everway.

And yes, I'd like more milk.
 
happy mudder's day.
stop nibbling my cookies
before you hand me the saucer.

happy mudder's day.
will i really poke out my eye
chasing fluffybell with a stick?

happy mudder's day.
sorry i broke your... all that stuff,
but i don't believe i'm the devil's baby.

happy mudder's day.
are you sure kids in china
go to bed at seven?

happy mudder's day.
thank you for not forgetting
to turn on the nightlight.
 
I know there are kids starving in Africa
can I send them this stuff? Asparagus
makes my pee smell funny.

I know there are homeless and lots
of kids don't have moms to hug
them. Okay, I'll pray, but can't we
just take them that snowsuit I hate?

I love you, Mom. Okay, I'll wait
until you finish getting dressed.

Tuck me in? Kay Mommy.
Just on the cheek. I love you.
 
oh this is cute :)

in the waiting room, a mother was getting a snack ready for her kid, and she took a bite out of the granola bar before handing it over. when the kid complained, the mom said "It's my opening fee."

I loved that explanation.

your cookie nibbles are your delivery fee.

:)

WickedEve said:
happy mudder's day.
stop nibbling my cookies
before you hand me the saucer.

happy mudder's day.
will i really poke out my eye
chasing fluffybell with a stick?

happy mudder's day.
sorry i broke your... all that stuff,
but i don't believe i'm the devil's baby.

happy mudder's day.
are you sure kids in china
go to bed at seven?

happy mudder's day.
thank you for not forgetting
to turn on the nightlight.
 
haha! this is good :) great lessons here

champagne1982 said:
I know there are kids starving in Africa
can I send them this stuff? Asparagus
makes my pee smell funny.

I know there are homeless and lots
of kids don't have moms to hug
them. Okay, I'll pray, but can't we
just take them that snowsuit I hate?

I love you, Mom. Okay, I'll wait
until you finish getting dressed.

Tuck me in? Kay Mommy.
Just on the cheek. I love you.
 
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