I can't seem to stop writing poetry or reading poetry. I think it is safe to say I love poetry and I love sharing great poetry with others.
Trying to get the kids off to school
without yelling or being to cruel,
up early for the bus,
a hurried sort of fuss,
hopefully to learn the golden rule.
How do I avoid nagging my teen
in a way not construed of as mean,
through his thick uncut hair
how do I make him care
when he doesn't seem to give a bean.
If I turn my head to the youngest
away from the antics of oldest
I may miss some mischief
through the junk and the stuff
It seems our third child is the boldest.
When they fight its a kid soap opera
searing psychological trauma
over a broken toy
that brought a fleeting joy
their drama like reruns of Oprah.
No matter how long they do their chores
whether cleaning their rooms or the floors
at the speed that they clean
the house stays a crime scene
we should just live in the great outdoors.
But through all this hustle and bustle
calming their tears after a wrestle
a band aid for each scrape
sometimes with extra tape
into a family hug we nestle.
Even though I feel no one listens
and surrounded by crazy chickens
there are moments of peace
at night when noises cease
when sleeping in certain positions.
As parents we redefine our joy
when we create a small cunning ploy
to create one second
in life that seems pleasant
one moment of quiet to enjoy.
© 2018 Jamie Lee Hamann
Dianna Mendez on December 02, 2018:
It is tough being a parent. I think your wrote from my thoughts on this!
Mark Tulin from Ventura, California on November 15, 2018:
Entertaining poem that describes parenting to the Tee.
Verlie Burroughs from Canada on November 14, 2018:
Love this, and I don't know an anapest from a trochee. The familial scene is loving and lovely.
Jamie Lee Hamann (author) from Reno NV on November 12, 2018:
You are correct. I am still working on Anapest. I keep trying and missing the mark. But that is why I write these poems in these tight forms to see if I can master them while still making them my own. I have no delusions this may take a lifetime or I may never pick it up.
Clark Cook from Vancouver Area, Canada on November 11, 2018:
Jamie -- is not the structural strength, indeed an important part of the humour of the limerick , dependent on its conformity to the 'standard beat'? Most of these pieces are non-conforming, which I found distracting, because frequently I could see no reason for the non-conformity. Maybe just me, Jamie. The sentiments expressed are captivating.