May. 18th, 2012 08:10 pm
It's hard to see self-care
As not some kind of failure
It's hard to see rest
As not laziness
It's hard to see
So it's time to stop looking


May. 10th, 2012 10:48 pm
Try again


May. 9th, 2012 09:13 pm
They emerge
From shadows and lines of light
In the middle of painted faces
Painted noses
Growing up
Like strange gloopy seedlings
Until 2D is 3D
And the rest of the face is more real
With a nose grown in its centre
Anchoring it


May. 8th, 2012 06:09 pm
"Lid on box! Lid on box! Noise!"

Lid off box. Crisps in tea.

Soggy crisps on toast.

"I'm back! I'm back! Spoon that!"

Chili-crisp tea on spoon. Spoon in mouth.

Big grin!

"Ba dee ba ba. Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba. Bap bap. Ba BA ba ba."


May. 2nd, 2012 04:33 pm
I will raise my child in ignorance
I will not teach her to fear
I will let her hold illusions
Adults faithful, fair, sincere
I will shelter her with kindness
I will hold her long and long
And when she finds the real world
She will face it sweet and strong.
There was a girl
Who owned the world
And all the good things in it
She kept it in
A universe
And took it out to spin it.

The days and nights
Spun swiftly by
She loved to set them twirling
For seven years
Her planet dance
Has kept the world a-turning.


May. 6th, 2011 12:29 am
I held her hand
We held her hand in shifts
And she called us by the names of long-dead children
"Is that you?" she asked, and we all answered "Yes,
"Yes, it's me, Ma, me, Rita, me, Nana, yes."
I don't know who she knew we were but she
Knew we held her hand and answered yes.
I wish I could give you God
To hold in your hands and whisper your troubles to
To calm your sobs and soothe your weeping
I wish I could give you God

I wish I could give you God
To comfort your fears and wipe away your despair
To untangle your troubles as I brush your hair
I wish I could give you God

I wish I could give you God
Not the one I have here, which is you and the sun
The one I know only is All That Is Done
I wish I could give you God

One day you will give you God
You will find in yourself all that is great and good
In your fragile and sturdy and generous heart
One day you will give you God


Feb. 8th, 2011 02:53 pm
We have loads of stargates in our house
They are in the children's eyes
And we travel through space to a time and a place
Of perpetual joy and surprise

We have all our very own Tardis
With worlds without end 'tween its walls
And we roam unafraid through the night and the day
Where ever we hear the dream-calls

We make each our personal story
Create and destroy our own sun
And the worlds all around where adventures abound
Live within us, thousands as one.


Dec. 8th, 2010 11:18 pm
Holding on my lap one
While upstairs two asleep
Wondering why the grown one
Is the one who makes me weep
Wishing I could keep in mind
The baby she once was
To let her seek and build and find
Her own great strengths and loves
Holding on my lap she
The same as those before
I must learn to treat them gently
For they're infants at the core


Nov. 29th, 2010 11:44 pm
In the mornings twins
Big twin one and small twin two
Rioting over the pillows
Roaring with laughter as I call you

"I'm twin one, a baby!"
The big twin rolls and shouts
And the small twin grins and burbles
Like she knows what it's about

Some days there are twiblets
And the biggest twib of all
Is almost as big as your mother
For whom all three are baby-small.


Nov. 29th, 2010 11:38 pm
Once there was a world
Where there was a little girl
Whose top was nice and green
She had a little nose
Which was higher than her toes
And her face was nice and clean

Emer is slightly sad that I haven't remembered as many of the rhymes I made for her as I did of Linnea's, so she asked me to remember this one


Nov. 5th, 2010 11:54 am
Stretch legs
Lock knees
Lean forwards

Wave arms
Grin mouth
Light up
The dawn will dry you
Coming up over the houses
Spreading out across the low fences
Where conversations spread yard to yard in summertime
And barbecue smoke makes us hungry
From six houses down the street.

The dawn will dry you
Rising up above the chimneys
Casting shadows across the street
So our chimneypots sweep the neighbours' doorstep
And the trees backing onto our garden
Fall into our dining room.
Sometimes the world is balanced
And the slightest thing can tip us out
Over the edge of Reason -
Sometimes a misshapen letter
Or a blob of pink paint
Or learning to steer a bike
Rocks the scales and we fall out

And falling past certainty
Isn't worth the risk
Of trying to fly
"You'll miss the baby days," they used to say -
"So short and sweet and then all gone away,"
But I don't miss those days at all, I find,
While I am witness to your unfolding mind.

I loved the baby days: delight
And joy, us wide awake at night,
But now the baby girl is gone,
And you were in there growing, all along.

I love the child you are now so much more
Than ever I could love the girl before
And daily grows my joy, as you do grow,
That ever-changing you is who I know.


Mar. 31st, 2010 12:59 am
Without No, there can be no Yes,
Unless we hazard our best guess,
Which leaves things in an awful mess.

To Linnea

Mar. 31st, 2010 12:09 am
When they die, they are not gone -
I think of them, and they live on.
I call to mind their voice, or face,
Reminded by a song or place,
And they live on inside my head -
Still with me, though they are now dead.
Originally posted at http://ailbhe.livejournal.com/608880.html

Don't be strong, you mothers.
Scream for help. Be weak.
There in the strength of others
You will find the peace you seek.
Don't be strong, you mothers.
Cry out, cry long, cry loud -
Don't stand all alone with your baby
Weeping unheard in the crowd.
Don't be strong, you mothers.
Don't waste your strength on this.
Reach out, let others help you.
That's what they want. It is.



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