Tuesday, 25 March 2014

The morning rush...

This post is a bit of a departure from the norm.

First of all, it's in poetry form.

Secondly, it's written from the perspective of a child.

If you are wondering whether I've finally lost it, don't give up quite yet.   Poetry is something that I've dipped in and out of for years, usually in the form of writing some personalised verses for people who are celebrating birthdays and anniversaries. You get the idea.

The first draft of this particular poem was written some time ago but, for various reasons, it never saw the light of day. Having had one of those mornings today with my two, I recalled its lonely existence on my back-up drive. 

Those of you who are parents will, I hope, identify with one or two of the scenarios described below...

Mornings in my house are always a rush
From the moment I waken, my mum starts to fuss
She opens the curtains and lets in the light
Up until now I thought it was night

“Time to get up” I hear her say
And so begins a brand new day
If I’m honest I must confess
I’d much rather have a longer rest

First a wash and then I get dressed
And sort out my hair as it’s in a big mess
By breakfast time we’re running late
I’ve scarcely time to clean my plate

Cutlery and bowls are quickly scooped up
Before I’ve drained the last from my cup
I clean my teeth before I go
Quickly and thoroughly – not too slow

Then I hear those words - “Look at the time!
We need to leave by ten to nine!”
Mum says we have to get to school
I know that already – I’m not a fool

I go to the cupboard and grab my boots
Try to get each one on the right foot
Lunch money – where on earth did I pack it?
Then it’s time to deal with my jacket

My bag is ready, my gym kit’s there
Along with a pocket comb for my hair
Mum hunts frantically for her key
We’re not always late because of me

The front door opens and we all troop out
What on earth was all the fuss about?

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  1. Reminds me of my childhood. I dnt know how my mom managed the morning mayhem :) wonderful write

    1. Glad it struck a chord! Thanks so much for reading and commenting.

  2. This is really sweet and I definitely think it shows the child's perspective, especially ther last 2 lines as they always want the last word and to be proved right don't they? Great poem #prose4t

    1. Thanks for the feedback and yes, you are soooo right about them wanting the last word :-)

  3. I love this, it is like this every morning with my boys x

  4. Thanks for commenting Joanna - it's nice to know we're all in this together!

  5. Brilliant writing :) #prose4t

    1. Thanks for your kind words Lisa. My first #prose4t but hopefully not my last...!

  6. Absolutely brilliant!! I can associate with this - just as much as my daughter probably does :) It's funny that, despite what we do as parents, as a kid you will always feel this way. Look forward to seeing more poetry from you. Thanks for linking to Prose for Thought :) x

    1. Thanks for the lovely feedback Victoria - I'll be sure to link up any more poetry-themed posts to Prose for Thought :-) It's great to know that there are others out there who enjoy writing poetry as much as I do. Thanks again!