The Call of the Child – #MayWriting – #poetry – #MothersDay

Tags

, , , , , , , , , , ,


She has the loudest roar, than any child I’ve heard

Forget trying to talk to her, she’ll never hear a word

This child, knows how to get her way, she screams

She’s the one, appearing, in nightmarish dreams

Stamping feet and pouting face, until you cave

Once in a while, I really wish, she’d just behave!

Good thing they make plugs, to stick in my ears

Otherwise, along with her, I too, would be in tears

I sigh, and then I calm her, wipe the hurt away

Praying to the Lord above, help her stay this way

But I know it’s not over, there are more heading fast

Oh, how I hate the tweens, and hope they leave real fast

As a mom, I know I must endure, the good along with the bad

I wouldn’t trade it for anything, it’s the best job I’ve ever had!

 

Dedicated to all the mom’s who have those 12-14 year olds, still finding their footing. 🙂

May Writing Prompts – The Call of the Child – Day 12/31

©2019 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Photo via Pixabay

True Love ~ A Mother’s Day Poem – #MothersDay2019

Tags

, , , , , , , , , , , , ,

I wrote this in 2014 and have shared it the past couple of years. It has now become my traditional Mother’s Day Poem.  For all the beautiful women who bring joy and love to child’s heart, have a blessed and beautiful day!!  ❤

foot-1322428_960_720
A mother’s love is true

For it beautifully blossoms

Like a rose, softly unfolding,

Enveloping,

Opening the heart,

Nurturing the soul

 

©2014 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Photo: Pixabay

Tea Time Talk – #14 ~ #TeaTimeTalk

Tags

, , , , , , , , , , , ,

Good morning, friends!  It’s Mother’s Day in the US of A.  I’ve always said my greatest accomplishments are my children.  Happy Mother’s Day to all the mom’s out there, even if you’re not in the states.  Every day is Mother’s Day! Grab your tea, iced or hot, make yourselves comfy and let’s talk!   🙂

 

If we were sipping tea and talking I would tell you: this week flew by so quickly.  I thought it was me, but I’ve seen others echoing the same thoughts.  Is time speeding up, or are we?  We’re always so busy, do we ever take the time to just stop and relax?  Perhaps we should.

If we were sipping tea and talking I would tell you: I’m so excited because later today, Alyssa is bringing over one of her pup charges to spend the day.  This is Stella the Chihuahua.  She is such a sweetheart.  And hubby loves her, too.  He’s been asking for months now when she’s coming to visit. lol

Photo by Alyssa Duclos

If we were sipping tea and talking I would tell you: it’s a bit redundant but I’m still not driving.  Even the tiniest bit of stretching or turning the wheel and I’m in pain.  Consider this.  You’re changing an electric switch and accidentally stick the screwdriver into the voltage. That zap is what I feel, constantly. Time to go back to the neurologist and find out if there’s more damage than before.  ugh!

If we were sipping tea and talking I would tell you: I am really frustrated with WordPress.  I don’t understand why they aren’t addressing the problems with pingbacks.  Some work, MOST don’t, and for those of us who schedule posts, it’s becoming a real pain in the arse.  Maybe if we really raised a racket, they’d hear us.  Sadly, I don’t think so.

The not so happy Happiness Engineer LOL

If we were sipping tea and talking I would tell you: you may have noticed I am posting more these days than my usual two during the day and then doing prompt challenges from Fandango, Word of the Day, Daily Word & Ragtag, in the evening.  This happens every spring. lol  It’s like I bloom along with the flowers.  However, inspiration usually comes in spurts, so I’ll continue until my roots run dry. I hope you don’t mind.  🙂

If we were sipping tea and talking I would tell you: as we are celebrating Mother’s Day, Alyssa gave me this beautiful mug.  I will be enjoying my tea in it.  It’s perfect!!  I told my family I wanted nothing except a salt bagel and a cup of coffee.  I have everything I need, just feed my belly! lol

If we were sipping tea and talking I would tell you:  I got to spend Saturday relaxing in the sun.  It was simply gorgeous here and I just wanted to soak it all in.  I took a picture in the park I love, Sunnybank Park.  It’s my favorite go to place, especially when the weather is great.  I’ve been there in the rain, too.  Sometimes it doesn’t matter if the skies are blue or gray, what matters is the peaceful feeling you get just being there.

Doesn’t this look like a little slice of Heaven on Earth…   ❤

As for the week ahead:

If we were sipping tea, basking in the sun and talking I would tell you: it’s going to rain through Wednesday, then cloudy and back to the 60’s before warm returns.  Rainy days make for writing days, and I’m okay with that.

If we were sipping tea, basking in the sun and talking I would tell you: it’s time to be on my way.  Church is calling and then home to relax and do nothing. Again, a very Happy Mother’s Day to all who are celebrating today! Have a blessed week ahead!   ❤

Break Free and Fly ~ #poetry #WOTD #DWP

Tags

, , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Whisk me away, upon whispering winds

Remove all the sadness, I am feeling within

Under the guise, of a clear, crystal blue sky

Let my soul, ever cloudy, break free and fly

 

 

Word of the Day – Cloudy
Daily Word Prompt – Guise

©2019 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Photo via Pixabay CC0

Aging – #FlashFiction – #CarrotRanch

Tags

, , , , , , , , , , , ,

Charli, over at the Carrot Ranch gave us the prompt Growing older. Here are the rules:

In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about growing older. It can be humorous, dark or poignant. It can be true or total fiction. It can be fine wine or an old fossil. Go where the prompt leads!

I’m living a wonderful life, though age has decreased my gait. Still, I manage to have some fun, I want to live it, before it’s too late. Life, is much too short, to leave it on the side of the road. The older I get, the more I know, take it all, before you’ve slowed.

Growing older is beautiful, I was put here, for a purpose. Until that is complete, I’ll remain here, on this surface. To live, laugh, love, play, until time is not a thought, then I’ll say I’m finally done, but… I haven’t lived for naught


Word Count: 99

Prompt: Growing Older

Carrot Ranch May 9: Flash Fiction Challenge

©2019 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Photo Via Pixabay