Monday, December 13, 2010

This Weeks Prompts:

1.) A Christmas gift that was not well received.
2.) Describe yourself in five words. Choose one, and write a poem.
3.) It happened at daycare.
4.) Let's rewind to Summer and warm up! Share some favorite photos from a vacation you took.
5.) A fist fight.

Mama's Losin' It

Now I just need to choose one and write.  I'm so not into anything these last few days and I just don't want to do anything right now.  I was so gung-ho about writing my novel, writing in my blog everyday, etc.  Now, it seems the "fun" is fading and I just need some rest.

2.) Describe yourself in five words. Choose one, and write a poem.
Ok, sounds like I'm on track for this one....
  1. Exhausted (I've been so tired the last few days)
  2. Hungry (I haven't had lunch yet and it's almost 3pm)
  3. Irritated (Tthe dogs are driving me crazy)
  4. Worried (about our oldest son who's trying to figure out who he is)
  5. Blessed (I'm very thankful for who and what I have in my life, despite the above list)
So, I know this list isn't exactly what Mama Kat had in mind when she said to describe myself... but these words are Me-at-the-Moment, so now I have to choose one and write a poem.

I never fear
for the Lord is here
waiting for me
to call to him

No... that's not right... I'm always worried and fearful about something.  But then I remind myself that the Lord will provide.

Tired and worn
my body feels torn

Meh... that's dumb.

Turkey and stuffing
Sweet potato, mashed
Cranberrys, corn
Pumpkin pie last
Holiday waistline
Two sizes too big
Twice for the price
Thanksgiving and
Christmas too
Cookies galore
And gifts for me and you

Well, that's kind of cute....

Dogs go in
Dogs go out
Dogs go in
Dogs go out
in out in out
in out in out

Not really a poem, but the dogs keep going in and out the stupid dog door and the loud <*FLAP*> is getting on my nerves and threatens to wake the baby, so that's all I have to say about that.

Young boy of sixteen
blond and naive
in love so it seems
with no idea of what it means
searching for life
and where he fits
I have the answers
when he asks for advice
but it falls on deaf ears
he hears what he wants
wrapped up in misery
of nightmares not dreams
he'll find his way
someday when he's gone
I hope I am there to see
the adult he can
one day become
old and shriveled
his dad and I will be
proud we hope
of his life to Thee

That would be a poem about how I worry about our oldest son.  Not too bad, I think I'll go with that one. 

So, that's my submission to This Weeks Prompts.  I hope you enjoyed a trip down my chaotic thought process.



  1. I like that collection of poems! I'm horrible at writing them, so I'm in awe of anyone who can! I think you chose the right prompt. ;)

  2. I struggled with one and you write five! Fantastic!
    (Love the dogs)

    stopping by from Mama Kats.

  3. Definately the worried's the best, but then go and read Matthew's calming.

  4. Thanks so much everyone!

    @ Ginny Marie, I used to write a lot of poetry, but stopped for many years. Not sure why. I've only recently gotten back into it. Glad you liked what you read!

    @ Jenn, LOL Well, it was just one of "those days" and I was just writing what came to mind. I'm surprised it came out so good. Thanks so much! (so, do you want/need a dog or two? LOL)

    @ Lynnie, Thanks so much for the passage... I looked it up:

    Matt 6:34 (King James Version) Take therefore no thought for the morrow: for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself. Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof.

    I always did like that one. ;) Thanks for reminding me of that one.

  5. I'd never delved into poetry before. But, the other day, when I came across this poem that my 8 year old had scribbled in her journal..I was so amazed and suddenly I'm able to see the world in a different perspective.
    You write so beautifully. Thanks for sharing.


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