Thursday, May 30, 2013

Do Your Children Let You Sleep?

This week's poetry prompt from Robert Lee Brewer at Poetic Asides:
"For this week’s prompt, write an unplugged poem. The plug could be attached to computers, but maybe it’s a metaphor for relationships that need the plug pulled. Or a phase of your life. Or a way of thinking. Or a toaster. Just a toaster."
Tired Mother
I’ll Charge it in the Morning
At bedtime my darlings wake
up to the world, show off pictures
of multiple litters of mice, point
out cars with facial features
for front ends, raid refrigerator,
cupboards, and secret sleep stashes,
run laps around sitting-room furnishings
with flapping eyelashes as though
they had stolen the coffee from table.
At bedtime, when rest of the planet unplugs,
my darlings recharge with hyper-
speed energy, renewed and refreshed for the day
we’ve not yet said hello to.
Unplug, my darlings, unplug. Let mother rest.



  1. I like that very much! Great feeling to it!

  2. I LOVE this, Linda! I wish I could unplug my kids sometimes... ;)

  3. I remember this time Linda! I especially remember their fathers coming home for supper and hyping them up with tussle games just before bed time. And with Jonathan being ADHD to begin with and me refusing to put him on any medication. Eight pm bedtime would always end up 10pm bedtime by the time I could calm them down enough. Oh, the arguments we had about that.