A tanka running away she shrieks the terrified piglet not expecting me to be a wolf though my child begged that I should tickle her Prompts W3 poetry prompt For this week's W3 prompt, Suzette Benjamin encourages us to write: A) a haiku, OR: B) a tanka on the theme of โa favorite way to… Continue reading Little pig, or: The big, bad wolf
Tag: Parenting
Mine, or: You are your own
Two complementary 'Waltz Wave' poems mymamamyanchormy first loveyou mademeyou makeme feel safeready to facemy futureto grablifeby itshorns and leapontoitsripplingbackmydear childmydarlingmy great joyyou aremineyet youare your ownwith confidenceenough forboth ofusI'm soexcitedto seehowfar you'llgo What Do You See? #186 These two 'Waltz Wave' poems were written in response to Sadje's WDYS poetry prompt. She provided us with… Continue reading Mine, or: You are your own
This is now, or: That was then
A poem in 'Line Messaging' form she pronounces the words correctly for the most part but that's not what most impresses me it's her comprehension skills educational software for kids draws them in with virtual worlds, games, graphics they've markedly improved internet access itself has been such a massive game changer she's learned more than… Continue reading This is now, or: That was then
Enough, or: Not
A Sijo as an immigrant parent, limited by culture and language, wanting to help my child succeed, pained by my inadequacies, I find I must surmount my insecurities daily Sijo? A Korean verse form related to haiku and tanka and comprised of three lines of 14-16 syllables each, for a total of 44-46 syllables. Each line contains a pause… Continue reading Enough, or: Not
Daddy lessons, or: Daddy’s hands
A Sijo Your Daddy loves you, Baby Girl ~ is proud of you, amazed by you; Perhaps he could use Daddy lessons, but has intentions true; Always, your Daddyโs hands will be ~ here to wipe your tears away Sijo? A Korean verse form related to haiku and tanka and comprised of three lines of 14-16 syllables each, for… Continue reading Daddy lessons, or: Daddy’s hands
A parenting highlight: The Chronicles of Prydain
Background I don't read fiction as often as I once did, but in my childhood I often could be found reading during recess, seated on the asphalt by the school playground, or- in class with a book hidden behind my desk. Now, many years later, as the father of an eight-years-old daughter, I've been thinking… Continue reading A parenting highlight: The Chronicles of Prydain
Oy vey, or: Hoyden
A limerick I resolved to parent the child my girl is, But I often sigh, thinking: "Gee Whiz..." Cuz when her peers clear the street, And boys flee in retreat, I see the neighbors smirk, "Yep, that kid's his!" d'Verse poetics: Resolving to Resolve At d'Verse, poets were prompted to weave a piece of advice… Continue reading Oy vey, or: Hoyden
A burst of defiance
Photo credit: Soap&Skin Sighing, Conley descended the exotic staircase to verify the prodigious piano instructor's frantic account. Lucille made her apathy towards the drudgery of her lessons known at every opportunityโฆ and wasn't above climbing atop her instrument in a burst of defiance. This piece of flash fiction was written in response to: The Sunday… Continue reading A burst of defiance
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