Poetry

The Night is Dark and Full of Terrors

I had so much fun writing my first blitz poem that I decided to indulge in another. This one is a bit on the darker side…

Beautiful nightmare
Beautiful disaster
Disaster relief
Disaster plans
Plans fail
Plans change
Change forever
Change the world
World Trade Center
World War
War machine
War games
Games of thrones
Games we play
Play house
Play dead
Dead pan
Dead air
Air pollution
Air Force
Force of nature
Force unseen
Unseen images
Unseen faces
Faces of death
Faces the music
Music notes
Music silenced
Silenced Glock
Silenced screams
Screams aloud
Screams my name
Name your price
Name in lights
Lights out
Lights a fire
Fire dancer
Fire and ice
Ice Queen
Ice storm
Storm the gates
Storm cloud
Cloud of smoke
Cloud my judgement
Judgment passed
Judgement night
Night terrors
Night is dark
Dark…
Terrors…

Teacher Appreciation

I am hard at work on the book today. However, my son and I did write this little poem last week so I thought I’d share. Last week was Teacher Appreciation Week at my 11-year-old’s school. They did a circus theme this year. There are three 6th grade classrooms and teachers. Being a teacher is incredibly challenging work and is greatly under-recognized. I don’t know how they do it. We wrote this for them as a way to say “Thank you for all that you do”:

The big top a school,
Three rooms are their rings.
They lead with the grace
Of flyers on swings.

They are ringmasters.
They juggle class clowns.
They reign in the monkeys
When they’re horsing around.

They sooth momma bears
When report cards spell doom.
Mounds of ungraded tests are
The elephant in the room.

They jump through hoops
Just like the big cats
To fulfill state requirements,
And maintain Knapp’s stats.

Their job is a circus.
They do it with ease,
Like an artist in flight
Upon a trapeze.

Image courtesy of Microsoft Word clipart.

Happy Mother’s Day!

She is always there,
Her love unconditional.
Hug your Mom today!

Happy Mother’s Day to all you Supermoms!

7 Deadly Sins ~ Day 7, Gluttony

Today is the final day of the 7 days of deadly sins here at Carrie Mayhem. It has been fun. I saved gluttony for last because it is Mother’s Day weekend and in this family, that means FOOD. Actually, in my household, all holidays mean food. There is a reason I’m on the chunky side. Sorry, I mean, curvy ~ there is a reason I am curvy. I’m a slave to flavor. There are very few foods that I dislike. If I had to describe myself in 1 deadly sin, I would have to say gluttonous. While I can cook up a storm, I can’t really bake. I think that’s a good thing. If I could bake sweet treats, curvy certainly wouldn’t be the appropriate word anymore.

Lately I’ve become something of a gluttonous blogger. What started out as a “couple of days per week” thing has become more of an “every single day” thing. I really enjoy the combination of writing and interaction. I adore my WordPress family. However, my book is jealous of the attention. Starting next week, I’m going to scale back on my posts a little. I expect to post something new about 4 days per week. I may or may not share something old once each week as well. All extra free time that results will be invested directly into the book.

The featured photo is me, my husband, and our son getting medieval on an apple bathed elephant ear. It was taken at Festival of the Arts 2012 in my hometown of Grand Rapids, MI . Festival is known for many things, children’s activities, art, music, dancing, food… It is one of my favorite weekends of the year. Festival 2014 is only a few weeks away. I’m already giddy with excitement!

A quick gluttony poem…

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Tantalizing
Delicious essence
You seduce me
My resistance is futile
Cuisine

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Writing Prompt: 7 Deadly Sins

7 Deadly Sins ~ Day 5, Envy

I felt like I should preface this crazy little acrostic poem by saying that yes, it is written in first person. No, it is not based on any sort of reality. For all of my faults, jealousy is not one of them. It used to be, but that was before I knew that men like my husband do exist. I trust him wholeheartedly so I do not succumb to envy any more.

A green-eyed monster has possessed me.
Jealous on a snooping spree.
Woman on a mission.
Does she think she’s opposition?
Better get this right.
Research his phone all night. I’m smarter
Than the both of them.
The house is in a state of mayhem.
Federal cases have been tried with less. In his
Bureau I found her dress.
Of course his honor he will defend, but this
Investigation spells the end.