Layabouts – Day Twenty-Six

You sleep in bed all morning long,
Waiting till the last to join the throng.
You say you got to bed quite late,
And that is why the rest must wait.
So every five minutes you hit the snooze
Because your sleep you don’t want to lose.
 
Well that will change sometime soon
Because you see, we have a boon.
You shall awake because it’s late
And I shall not continue to wait;
 
Wake up!
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image: from martha0stout’s phone

Written in honor of my sister’s kids every morning that they don’t have school. They’d sleep until 1:00 pm if I let them. The picture is of my cat, Usako.

Also using today’s NaPoWriMo prompt: http://www.napowrimo.net/2014/04/day-26-2/

Too Late – Day Twenty-Four

The walls came down, down, down
All over town.
There were cries to stop, stop, stop
But no one ever would drop.
 
There was never an end,
Everyone was around the bend.
And though I would try my best,
In the end, I too went West.
 
For this country that once was mine
Now is only thine;
For we did not appreciate
What we had, until too late.
Dust On The Mirror
image: http://1x.com/photo/45546/ 

Written as a combination of prompts once again (I just couldn’t help myself…):

NaPoWriMo – http://www.napowrimo.net/2014/04/day-24-2/

FreeWriteFriday – http://kellieelmore.com/2014/04/18/fwf-free-write-friday-image-prompt-17/

Remember Fear – Day Twenty-Two

My little child, don’t come near
Of what awaits you that you fear.
Did you know that it keeps you safe
Until your parent comes and takes?
So keep in mind your fears today.
 
Only remember this as well
Poor choices that will make you ill.
Except you know when to stay or go
Rarely will you move at all.
And know that I was once there too
Not knowing precisely what to do.
Don’t let fear control your path
It’s only there to remind you of wrath.

Written for two different prompts that I enjoy:

NaPoWriMo – http://www.napowrimo.net/2014/04/day-22-2/

Dungeon Prompts – http://theseekersdungeon.com/2014/04/17/dungeon-prompts-season-2-week-16-our-hidden-modus-operandi/

This is something I would like my nieces and nephews to remember. Fear is there are a warning, something that you should pay heed to but also remember that you shouldn’t let it control you.

Crumpled Words – Day Twenty-One

It had been a very long time since she had been happy. She wasn’t even certain if she knew what the word meant anymore. With a sigh she crumpled the paper in front of her and tossed it to the side. A few pen strokes were visible despite the ball the paper was in the shape of.

Happiness is just a word,
A sense of self that I lack
Something I wish to get back.
 
Yet I lack the strength
To cross the depths of the ford
And find my way forward.
 

Written for two different purposes today. The first is for NaPoWriMo and only includes the poem part, though I didn’t use the prompt this time (http://www.napowrimo.net/2014/04/day-21-2/). The second is for a new challenge from someone that I’ve been following recently and have enjoyed reading her various posts: http://suzie81speaks.com/2014/04/21/weekly-word-challenge-happy/

I hope that this day has found people well. I have not slept since Saturday night and I feel so very floaty…

Joyous Day – Day Twenty

Push and shove
Shouts from above!
Fall and dive,
For mayhem strive.
 
Patience we’ll test
Because we’re the best;
And laughter you’ll find
When eating the rind.
 
 
What a sight!

Eyes full of light

With disheveled hair;
We’re full of flare.
 
These children I see
Have become a part of me.
Never to be left alone
Within my very crowded home.

Written for today’s NaPoWriMo prompt: http://www.napowrimo.net/2014/04/day-twenty/

I’m sitting and listening to the children carouse about the house and yard, all hopped up on Easter candy. It is a beautiful day to learn of the resurrection of Christ and to listen to the sounds of my family while they celebrate. Today is joyous for me.

Chocolate – Day Seventeen

It’s bitter and dark and sweet;
During anytime quite the treat.
It’s salty and tangy and bright;
It’s wonderful and joyful and a delight.
It’s smooth and rough and nutty;
It’s clean and safe and dirty.
What I have and what I’ve lost,
What I need and what I want.
Sweet seductress that soothes my aches,
She gives and gives and never takes.

Written for today’s NaPoWriMo prompt (http://www.napowrimo.net/2014/04/day-17-2/) and also for the Daily Posts prompt for today (https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/junk-food-junkie-2/).

There are just some times when you need chocolate.

Lazy Teen – Day Sixteen

Had enough time for everything,
Never on the run.
Plenty of time for fun,
More time for myself
Reading books upon my shelf.
No worries or cares,
Don’t really have to share.
Selfish with my time,
Could turn around on the dime.
This was my life at sixteen.

Written for today’s NaPoWriMo prompt (http://www.napowrimo.net/2014/04/day-sixteen/) and for today’s Daily Post prompt (https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/only-sixteen/).

Life at sixteen was very different for me compared to my friends. At first there were only five in my house (my mother, older sister, younger sister, younger brother and me) then my second eldest sister, who was pregnant at the time, moved back in with her two small children (toddlers, one could walk…sort of). This was only slightly strange for me because I was used to lots of people in the house (I am six of eight), but I was used to being amongst the youngest group, not the eldest.

I’d never really had a curfew before that and the only reason we had one after was because sound carried in our house. If you came home and were just slightly too loud, you woke the children (and eventually, the baby) which would then wake the whole house. No one was happy about that so it was decided by all that a curfew for everyone would be set and it would be enforced by the fact that if you woke the children up (one or all three) then you had to put them to sleep by yourself. (It was considered fair by everyone.)

Life has never been the same since, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Counting the Days – Day Three

One day, two days
Lost in the haze.
Three days, four days,
Chocolate really pays.
Six days, seven days,
Almost out of Lays.
 
Eight, Nine, Ten,
When will this be over again!?
Eleven and Twelve,
Misery further dwells.
Thirteen and Fourteen,
Would kill for a cocoa bean.

Written for the 3rd day of NaPoWriMo (http://www.napowrimo.net/2014/04/third-times-the-charm/) and because today has been slow and I need more chocolate.

Looks like…

Little people everywhere
Over here and over there.
Out and in, the door swings away,
Killing time in the best way.
Silly faces, laughter and smiles all around.
 
Little people grow up fast,
I often wonder how they last.
Keeping in contact is hrad to do,
Even when they’re related to you.
 
Letting someone into your life,
Or making sure you’re their for their strife.
Values are learned and practiced and taught,
Especially remember that love can’t be bought.

Written for this week’s Dungeon Prompt: http://theseekersdungeon.com/2014/03/20/dungeon-prompts-season-2-week-12-what-does-love-look-like/