This is a lockdown poem, and a take off on a family phrase ‘seen to.’ It’s a phrase in my husbands family that, since marriage is also my family. As in “She can’t go out because she has to ‘see to’ her husband” meaning – do the housework and serve him his food.
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The Beast Born of Hate
It was a beast born of hate and filled with pride …
Joyful Cooking
I would enjoy cooking if …
Unbroken
Will you accept your role and the part that you playedall those years that you looked awaypretended that all was well and things were okayeven though you knew she lived with fear each night and day? She’s moved on now. Left and built a lifebut her children remember your part in those times of strife.TheContinue reading “Unbroken”
A Dance
Would you dance with the devil if he paid your bill?
Her Glass Almost Empty
Her glass almost empty still has something there
The Song
She’s not like the songbird who sings out her song
Wake Up
A story of change based on observing young women break the cycle of behaviour that pushes them down.
To the wonderful women who treat all equally within the family. This is not your story, but it is the story of enough women. A story that needs to be told.
An Ode To My Compost Pot
Layered
planted
tended
watered.
Crazy Cat
Crazy cat is in the building visiting anyone who’s willing to fuss or feed him or let him sit on their living room floor for just a bit. Evening sees him in full form playing dead downstairs I think it’s his idea of fun! He’s really looking for a home I wish someone would keepContinue reading “Crazy Cat”
Silence
There used to be a silence an aloneness that went away. I’d look back in longing at those wonderful days. Then it was messaging and junk mail that clogged the mind with a sense of ‘too busy’ even when there was enough time. So it was unsubscribe and delete and let’s talk on the phoneContinue reading “Silence”
Alone
All alone without it’s mate it got left out and it was too late. One washed and hanging on the line the other still grubby but doing fine. Separate, but the next wash will get them together they keep me warm in cold, dry weather. A riddle. This is an easy one 🙂 Because togethernessContinue reading “Alone”
100% – The Work Of A Home Manager
100% – that’s all the work to be done home management can be fulfilling and fun! But it’s 10% more ‘cos they won’t put things away don’t have assigned chores, but still have their say. Add 10% for customs and traditions that are rigid No longer needed but stay and deprive all in the familyContinue reading “100% – The Work Of A Home Manager”
This Diwali
I shall put on my best dress and stay at home we’ll have our family gatherings over the phone. If we need to go out, we’ll visit the shop pick up some veggies and get a short walk. It’s two zero twenty – time to be with ourselves covid-safe social distancing – let’s make sureContinue reading “This Diwali”
Don’t
Don’t go here don’t go there. Don’t stay out late tie up your hair. Don’t wear that dress you look too old and the colors don’t suit you they’re bright and too bold. Don’t put your career before your chores do what we did and don’t want more. Don’t, because it makes us yearn andContinue reading “Don’t”
Silver Line
She’s a single mom though they’re aren’t divorcedhis work is his life – he feels he has no choice.His 9 to 5 is not 7 to 7 *most days it’s so busy he’s home after 11. Loan EMI’s and a lifestyle but missing a lifeit’s a recipe for a lot of family strife. She hasContinue reading “Silver Line”
Sometimes
Sometimes, we have to go through the motions when there’s no time just fit in a minute to play one line. Humans who have to schedule time to BE to look out of the window – enjoy the sun – feel the breeze. One minute of joy that stretches longer each day time for workContinue reading “Sometimes”
Wanna
I don’t wanna be the woman behind the man,let my dreams flow down the sink as I wash the pots and pans.I don’t wanna be the woman who’s burning up inside,and sees dirt in the smile of her sisters eyes. Don’t wanna be the price that you paywhen we’re old, and I’m bitter because IContinue reading “Wanna”
Friends with ourselves
It’s really lovely to be offlineand get away from the daily grind. No Whatsapp friends who won’t answer the phonejust the joyful silence that grows loud when we’re alone. Lessons that we all need to learn from life,to be friends with ourselves. It feels really nice! This poem has been published at allpoetry.com
Happiness is
Happiness is a walk on a rainy day with the sky all coloured a silvery grey. Happiness is a yellow umbrella and clothes drying quick in this damp rainy weather. Happiness is the joy that we feel, when the roads are flooded – even though the drains haven’t been cleaned. Happiness is a state ofContinue reading “Happiness is”
