Poetry

Finding a home…

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Birds have means
To take flight
Free to roam
Wherever they choose.

Yet, they stay tethered
To specific places or areas
As if to set down roots
Seeking a sense of belonging.

The feeling of being wanted
Having a place to call home —
Apparently they seek it too,
Even if it’s seasonal.

Home
We all want such a place,
Somewhere to go to recharge
When the world has done us wrong.

But what if where you live
Does not feel like home?
What if when you retreat into your cave
It does not bring you comfort?

What if you long
For a place to call home,
A place to feel safe
But never actually find it?

Then I guess
The only choice one has
It to make a home
Where ever you are —

A temporary haven of sorts.
A coffee shop, a bookstore,
A favorite spot at the park,
Anywhere to savor a few moments alone.

It may not be much
But if it’s special
Then it’s a start.
Life is not perfect!

If we take a moment
We can find a bit of beauty
In the midst of all the chaos.
Even if it’s just for a little while.

If you have your dream home,
Cherish it, for its a gift.
Peace be with you,
As you journey home.

 


Image source: Google images
Contents written: December 13 2015
Edited: September 16 2016
Originally published: September 16 2016
Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises


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Poetry, Short Stories

Tender yet strong

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If she falls,
I tell her shake it off,
Don’t cry,  be tough,  it will be ok.

If she cries,
I ask her to share her feelings,
So I understand why she’s hurting.

If she’s brave,
I praise her efforts with high fives and hugs,
So she knows cute girls can be tough too.

If she’s happy,
I sing and dance with her,
So she knows happiness is a gift.

If she’s quiet,
I pull her close to let her know
Such moments are valuable and cherished.

If she’s angry,
I help her channel her energy efficiently,
So she develops healthy coping skills.

If she’s loving,
I return her love generously,
So she understands how it feels to be loved.

 


Contents written: September 7 2016
Originally published: September 13 2016
Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises


Poetry, single parenting

Constantly toiling…

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Quote from “Shakespeare’s Sonnets” by William Shakespeare –

“Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed,
The dear respose for limbs with travel tir’d;
But then begins a journey in my head
To work my mind, when body’s work’s expired: For then my thoughts—from far where I abide— Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee,
And keep my drooping eyelids open wide, Looking on darkness which the blind do see: Save that my soul’s imaginary sight
Presents thy shadow to my sightless view, Which, like a jewel (hung in ghastly night, Makes black night beauteous, and her old face new.
Lo! thus, by day my limbs, by night my mind, For thee, and for myself, no quiet find.”

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Image source: Google images
Contents compiled: September 18 2016
Originally published: September 21 2016
Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises


HUMOR, Kids, Pets, Poetry, self preservation, single parenting

Naptime gone wrong…

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I lay horizontal
As if there’s some other way,
It’s all I want to do really
Just eat, sleep and stay.

But,  alas, there’s slamming,
And banging,  and bouncing,
And barking,  and growling,
And laughing, and crying.

How absurd to think I can just be,
In the midst of all this chaos,
And mayhem,  and tomfoolery!
Sleep? Really? Did you mean weep?

Ah yes, weep, that sounds more like it!
Cry like a baby needing her blanket.
Perhaps that’ll get me the attention I need,
And for once I’ll be pampered like a queen.

Yeah, wishful thinking, I know, I know,
But it’s all I’ve got in this moment of woe.
Deep breaths, count from 10, close my eyes,
Doze, oh crap, what the heck is that NOISE!

 


Image source: Google images
Contents compiled: October 1 2016
Originally published: October 2 2016
Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises


Lyrics, Music is Oxygen

When we come alive…

Here’s a bit of morning music to add motivation to start your day ☺

My favorite lines of this song:
… We carry on
… We are fine you and I
… We touch the sky when we ignite
… We are souls on fire
When we come alive

Song: “Switchfoot – When We Come Alive [Official Audio]”


Contents written: August 3 2016  |  Originally published: August 5 2016  |  Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises