Showing posts with label Kids. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kids. Show all posts

Friday, 2 September 2022

Eulogy to a Moth

We found it dead in our daughter's bed

It was light as a feather

And we wondered whether there were any words

To say, with which to pay our respects

To this creature, on that would barely feature

In our day to day lives

One which only ever arrives

With the sun down, light switched on

A true fly by night on paper wings

This airborne goth

Sleep well, little moth

Wednesday, 28 April 2021

NaPoWriMo Day 28 - "Questions"

The website was all back to normal today. So here's the prompt:

Our prompt today (optional, as always), is to write a poem that poses a series of questions. The questions could be a mix of the serious (“What is the meaning of life?”) and humorous (“What’s the deal with cats knocking things off tables?”), the interruptive (“Could you repeat that?”) and the conversational (“Are those peanuts? Can I have some?”). You can choose to answer them – or just let the questions keep building up, creating a poem that asks the reader to come up with their own answer(s).

As a parent of young children it was easy to come up with some questions for this poem, as the whole day seems to be an exercise in fielding questions. Especially one's related to food:

When will we get there?
What's that in my feet?
When is it my birthday?
What do we have to eat?

Why do I have to go to sleep?
What cuddly can I take?
Why do you have to go to work?
Please can I have some cake?

When will it be Tuesday?
Why do ducks say quack?
Can we take the bus home?
When do I get my snack?

Why do I have to tidy?
Where did you put my pen?
Why is it we have to poo?
I'm hungry again!

Wednesday, 21 April 2021

NaPoWriMo Day 21 - "Shadow"

Today's prompt:

And now for our (optional) prompt. Have you ever heard or read the nursery rhyme, “There was a man of double deed?” It’s quite creepy! A lot of its effectiveness can be traced back to how, after the first couplet, the lines all begin with the same two phrases (either “When the . . .” or “Twas like,”). The way that these phrases resolve gets more and more bizarre over the course of the poem, giving it a headlong, inevitable feeling.

Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that, like this one, uses lines that have a repetitive set-up. 

This prompt very much appealed to me. The combination of pattern and rhythm is quite playful and I enjoyed having a think about it. I've been inspired by the difficulties of getting kids to sleep:

I’d just begun to say goodnight
She would not sleep - she had took fright
She’d seen a shadow upon the wall
The shadow moved and that was not all
The shadow swirled and whirled and weaved
It whirled about and would not leave
The shadow danced and sang a song
And as it danced it banged a gong
The gong it was so loud she said
That she could never sleep in bed
Sleep I said, it was just a light
And began again to say goodnight


Tuesday, 20 April 2021

NaPoWriMo Day 20 - "Back to School"

Here's the prompt:

Our (optional) prompt for the day is to write a sijo. This is a traditional Korean poetic form. Like the haiku, it has three lines, but the lines are much longer. Typically, they are 14-16 syllables, and optimally each line will consist of two parts – like two sentences, or a sentence of two clauses divided by a comma. In terms of overall structure, a sijo functions like an abbreviated sonnet, in that the first line sets up an inquiry or discussion, the second line continues the discussion, and the third line resolves it with a “twist” or surprise. For more on the sijo, check out the primer here and a long list of examples in English, here.

I had never heard of this poem form before so it took a little thinking to get my head around it. Thankfully I've been able to have that today as the kids have gone back to school after the Easter Holidays, so there's been some peace and some thinking space. It inspired my poem:

I'm alone; can sit without hands clutching, voices arguing
There's quiet; a chance to breathe. Time for thinking, for concentrating
Still, I look forward to their hugs and asking 'How was your day?'

Friday, 9 April 2021

NaPoWriMo Day 9 - "Toddler To-Do"

Today's  prompt:

Our (optional) prompt for the day is to write a poem in the form of a “to-do list.” The fun of this prompt is to make it the “to-do list” of an unusual person or character. For example, what’s on the Tooth Fairy’s to-do list? Or on the to-do list of Genghis Khan? Of a housefly? Your list can be a mix of extremely boring things and wild things. For example, maybe Santa Claus needs to order his elves to make 7 million animatronic Baby Yoda dolls, to have his hat dry-cleaned to get off all the soot it picked up last December, and to get his head electrician to change out the sparkplugs on Rudolph’s nose.

Well, as I sit at my desk to work I see my 1 year old constantly walking up and down and getting into mischief. So that had to be my inspiration to go with today's prompt. I quite enjoyed this one, and it made me think a lot about how much toddler's repeat their actions during the day and how they flit from one thing to another. Here's the poem:

I'll look through the glass
Check out the trains
Shriek and steam up
The window panes

I'll bend to the floor
Pick up a book
Tear out a page
Without taking a look

I'll climb up the sofa
Fall down with a thump
Howl for a second
To make my Dad jump

I'll go to my cars
And have a little play
Fiddle with the sockets
Until I'm hauled away

Toddle up and down
To the window again
A squirrel, a cat
Then another train

Pick up a book
Or maybe a block
Chew at a toy
Then pull at my socks

I'll wait until Mum
Has a hot cup of tea
Then squat for a poo
And maybe a pee

Back to the window
Sofa once more
Slide off backwards
Down to the floor

Now I'll have a snack
And I'll feel quite sleepy
Whine for a bit
Get happy, then weepy

Oh! It's time for my nap
So I'll pick up a pot
Swap for my cuddly
And lay down in my cot.

Wednesday, 7 April 2021

NaPoWriMo Day 7 - "Hunt"

Today's prompt:

And now, for our (optional) prompt! There are many different poetic forms. Some have specific line counts, syllable counts, stresses, rhymes, or a mix-and-match of the above. Of the poetic forms that are based on syllable counts, probably the most well-known – to English speakers, at least – is the Japanese form called the haiku. But there are many other syllable-based forms. Today, I’d like to challenge you to pick from two of them – the shadorma, and the Fib.

The shadorma is a six-line, 26-syllable poem (or a stanza – you can write a poem that is made of multiple shadorma stanzas). The syllable count by line is 3/5/3/3/7/5. So, like the haiku, the lines are relatively short. Rather poetically, the origin of the shadorma is mysterious. I’ve seen multiple online sources call it Spanish – but “shadorma” isn’t a Spanish word (Spanish doesn’t have “sh” as a letter pairing), and neither is “xadorma,” or “jadorma,” which would approximate “shadorma” in sound. But even if this form is simply the brainchild of an internet trickster who gave it an imaginary backstory, that’s no reason why you shouldn’t try your hand at it. Every form was made up by someone, sometime.

Our second syllabic form is much more forthright about its recent origins. Like the shadorma, the Fib is a six-line form. But now, the syllable count is based off the Fibonacci sequence of 1/1/2/3/5/8. You can  link multiple Fibs together into a multi-stanza poem, or even start going backwards after your first six lines, with syllable counts of 8/5/3/2/1/1. Perhaps you remember the Fibonacci sequence from math or science class – or even from nature walks. Lots of things in the natural world hew to the sequence – like pinecones and flower petals. And now your poems can, too.

I have tried Fibanacci poems before and enjoyed them, so I decided on a Shadorma today as I hadn't heard of them before. I enjoyed the form, probably more than a Haiku as there is more for you to work with, so I may do some more of these in the future. The poem probably speaks for itself, so here it is:

Hand drawn map
An Easter egg hunt
Excitement
Brimming kids
Overflowing emotions
House turned upside down

Joy; Delight
At uncovered eggs
Wrapping ripped
Melting bite
Faced smudged with chocolate
A brief calm descends


Tuesday, 6 April 2021

NaPoWriMo Day 6 - "Questions"

Today's prompt:

Finally, here’s our daily (optional) prompt. Our prompt yesterday asked you to take inspiration from another poem, and today’s continues in the same vein. This prompt, which comes from Holly Lyn Walrath, is pretty simple. As she explains it here:

Go to a book you love. Find a short line that strikes you. Make that line the title of your poem. Write a poem inspired by the line. Then, after you’ve finished, change the title completely.

I have to say that this was a bit of a tricky prompt. We don't have a huge amount of books at home, as we tend to borrow from the library. We have far more children's books than adult books and so I chose one of those, one of the favourites in the house, "Superworm", but I won't tell you the line that I chose as I think it somewhat defeats the object. Anyway, here's the poem:

I stopped believing in the magic
I grew up and it went away
The world became hard and real
There was nothing to do or say

As if the spark was bundled up
And chucked into the bin
Wizards, witches, all the spells
The hope that lay within

But I was mistaken, it was always there
And I'd just failed to see
All of the amazing things
That this fantastic world could be

The magic is now rekindled
Right there, in my children's eyes
In all of their questions
The what's, the where's, the why's