Monday, April 9, 2018

Battle-ships (for moms)

PAD Challenge day 9:For today’s prompt, take the phrase “Battle (blank);” replace the blank with a word or phrase; make the new phrase the title of your poem; and then, write your poem. Possible titles include: “Battle Tested,” “Battle of the Sexes,” “Battle of the Bands,” and “Battle of the Bulge.”

You know those days…
the ones where you don’t look at the bill ‘cause you just wanna keep on feeling good a little longer.
The ones with question we don’t ask because we’re afraid of the answer.
The ones that reminds us Time and mirrors do not flatter.
The ones when it seems every room hounds Housekeeper with “hello, over here…dust, dirt, foot-finger-prints?!!”
( even though it feels like you live with a vacuum, mop and cleaning cloth attached to your hand?!)
I was having one Of Those;
…then Judy posts Practice Resurrection
 and blesses the blah right out of the mess
and happiness of mother/housewife-hood! 

Hard to watch
you dig a hole
you seem determined
to see through
And learn to let go
and let God,
like our mothers
had to, too

We reconcile
The smiles we wear
To lines that never
Used to be
We teach of faith
Though faith in God
Will always be
a mystery

We pray, oh-ho
We pray
Often tongue-tied
and oh. so. small.
Stunned by what
Once we thought we knew
But never
Knew at all

We reach for skies
crawl, where good-byes
rattle the heart
soft caged
in the human breast
like a little nest
withstanding the winds
that rage

...where we grasp chores
like sturdy chairs
Anchored by Duty's
through battles we bear
like our mothers before
and their mothers
before them

© Janet Martin

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