Author: drachenkreiger

The raspy tongue

licks my face.

The stench of rotten

carcass hits my nostrils

as my cat drops

its latest kill

on my chest.

Spring had arrived

and with it bugs!

Things that move

made for a kittens attention span

and appetite.

To keep them safe

from the awful bugs

they scratch the screens

looking for ways to attack

this insidious enemy!

Any ant that dares to cross the threshold

of this castle will be Played With!

Breathing Room.

Stress mounted too high!

Kids interrupting.

Anxiety becoming a problem.

Life is short

and time for self care is needed.

A nice relaxing bath

now that my obligation has been cancelled.

 

She devours the worthy

Only taking the best.

Forever eating to satisfy

her undying appetites.

The void is not friendly

nor is it a she.

The Goddess lives

so we may die.

Is this true?

I do not really care!

Wishing for the best.

Ultimatums don’t work.

Giving in only makes it worse.

It makes the children think they can win

if only they throw a tantrum.

So adults please behave yourself

The children are watching.

Also, I don’t know where this poem is going…

Someday I’ll be famous!

I’ll win the lottery

and give it all away!

My personality will be winsome

and people will love me.

Gracious and lovely

I’ll grace all magazine covers!

Someday!

Do

or Do Not.

There is no try.

Yet we ask kids to try

all the time?

Who is wrong?

You can not do something

if you have not first tried it.

Sometimes it takes a few tries.

But practicing is all about trying

so do or not do

does not always work.

Though often our attempts

will be done or not done.

Especially when chores are involved!

Should I send my sick child to school?

Should I infect the other children

just so I can get some peace at home?

Should I keep the sick one home

and deal with the fact that they have energy?

Are they still contagious?

I go to work sick

but that’s because I need the money.

Adults do not get the luxury of staying home while sick.

So do I force reality upon my sick child

or indulge them and let them stay home?

All  know is I have no energy to fight the tantrum.

Not today.

Maybe tomorrow.

The sprouts have grown.

We will have to transplant soon.

The mother’s day gift is growing.

What a wonderful joy of life.

Let’s hope I can keep it alive!

What do you get for Mother’s day?

A phone call,

a house robe

or just a bouquet?

None of those are better

than the hug of a sick child.

Happy Mother’s Day!