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Alliterative and found poetry!

Hello you!

As part of the mumpoempress september prompt challenge ( I already shared a Villanelle poem earlier this month) we also had to attempt an alliterative poem and found poetry.

I love trying different forms, it’s also a great “mindful” exercise – focussing on the form and working with inspiration for that burst of creativity.

Alliterative poems play about with words with the same letters/sounds. Great prompt and I really enjoyed writing this poem.

I based the alliterative poem on those times when I’m “present” and checking in on the girls when they are tucked up sleeping at night (after being busy bees during the day 😛)


Found poetry is extracting words, phrases from existing texts i.e passages from papers, books, menus, anything really to create your own poetry. I used blackout to create a haiku ( taken from a page of Ella’s Kitchen First Food’s Book)

Juggling wonder-mums

Fantastic and are brilliant

Are always at hand


Give it a try as it’s so much fun and it’s good to try all the different poetry forms!

Happy writing. What form do you enjoy the most?

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Reminders, and a poem about the balance, changes you go through when becoming a mummy/parent!

Hello you!

I wrote the following poem a few months back after joining a poetry writing group for mums. Since the beginning of this pandemic (when I started writing poetry) most of my poetry was written about Covid and nature.

When I started writing about motherhood, it made me think of the changes you go through when becoming a parent; but also the pure joy and unconditional love that you have for your children.

Parenting is hard, it’s rewarding, full of surprises and it’s a pick and mix of emotions: and throwing a pandemic on top of it all? Well. But the laughs from your little people, their little funny ways tugs at those heart strings like nothing else. And you would do ANYTHING for them..

I often sit back and watch my 4 and 2 year old girls playing, to absorb those precious, precious moments that flash by in an absolute heartbeat! Savoring those little moments, that you will never get back. Hugging them to pieces: without the rushing about and before they tell you to ‘get off’.

If I’ve learned anything, it’s to stop trying to be a perfect parent (that’s impossible) and to enjoy every moment. Doing the best ‘you’ can is the very best ‘you’ can ever do.


Poem:

Reminders

I often look at the bride beaming down
from the canvas photo –
two stone lighter, a wife,
running enthusiast: not yet a mummy.
I often look at my tummy; it sits like a bag of wheat,
my thighs dimpled like an orange.
I often look at my ashen roots,
reflecting every bit of my years.
I often look at how I indulge in chocolate,
A withered flower blowing with those gales

The beaming bride? Two stone lighter,
but gaining two of the most
precious gifts to run after.
My bag of wheat? Two beautiful little cakes were created.
My ashen roots? Life doesn’t stand still
and there’s no cheating that
(a trip to the hairdressers does pretty well!).
My chocolate craving?
A tired mummy, lockdown mummy, craves that chocolate:
In a lower gear –
while sipping that obligatory glass of gin & tonic.

Reminders of life. A wife.
A mummy. Lockdown
and my birthing tummy.


So here’s a toast to you as a parent, the juggling act that goes along with it and ‘YOU’ are enough.

Have a beautiful day, savoring those moments with your little blossoms and also being kind to yourself throughout the process.