Chuck E Cheese was wild
Ladybug danced with the mouse
Memories forever
Chocolate cake, yum
Hunt for clues with Auntie Bear
But you are our prize
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April 3, 2008
Happy Miracle Day(Birthday) Ladybug
Posted by vixensden under family, Ladybug, NaPoWriMo[13] Comments
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Today is the fabulous, adorable, fantastic, energetic, loving, silly and one of a kind Ladybug’s third birthday. In her honor I have written her a Nonet. A Nonet is a poem of nine lines, the first of which is nine syllables, next 8, and so on.
Ladybug my miracle grandchild
You defied modern medicine
You ignored dire predictions
Three years of joy you’ve shared
Your tribulations
Are lessons learned
Life is short
Enjoy it
Now
April 2, 2008
I Foresee Tears In My Future
Posted by vixensden under family, Funsize, MacDougal, NaPoWriMo, poetry[9] Comments
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Periphery
I still watch over you, son
I’ll never stop worrying or praying or being proud
Your growing and changing, maturing and mating
It makes no difference to a mother’s care
On Monday you two will be joined
Sweethearts, friends, lovers and now mates for life
Together you create a new center, a new unit
And I shall rejoice in your joy from the periphery
Day Two. 28 more. Over and out.
April 1, 2008
During my perusal of sites today, I found ReadWritePoem. I discovered April is National Poetry Month. I loved poetry as a kid. I loved all things to do with English, but Creative Writing was my favorite class. As an adult I worked for 10 years as a medical transcription proofreader. All that structure, the rules, I thrived on it. Now as I approach my golden years (har, har), I find myself like a child again and in love with poetry. The freedom, the creativity. There are poems with rules and poems without. Whatever you feel, whatever you need at that moment, you are free to choose your path. So I am taking a leap. A leap of tremendous proportions for me. In the past, the moment I commit to anything something else will come along and distract me or consume me. It’s a little familial curse we like to call being Farkle. Sometimes this curse stops me from committing to things just for the fear of what may happen. I am, however, currently Mad as a Hatter and will flaunt caution to the wind. I have decided to participate in NaPoWriMo this month. An attempt to write a poem a day for one month. Mr. Vixen thinks I am suffering from a marble deficiency and I am okay with that. I never liked playing marbles anyway.
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