In this moment…
Everyone is asleep.
Except me.
It is midday. Saturday. Chaos is not reigning.
Outside rain pounds the pavement.
Hailstones appear.
The dogs are indoors. Asleep.
Both babies dream.
A poorly husband, rarely ill, gone upstairs to nap, is fast asleep.
He will be cross I didn’t wake him. It is rare he sleeps. He needs this.
I am awake.
I am awake and living vicariously through Guy Martin, watching him attempt take the World Record on the Wall of Death.
I watch him risk his life. I am safe behind a red LLBean quilt. Eating sausage casserole. Planning tea and a scone.
All in a moment.
(Inspired by Eavan Boland poem ‘This Moment’. What I have splattered out is not meant to be a poem!)
I set a little challenge now. Why don’t you read the poem and describe your own moment in time? Please tag me!
If you like!
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Having left the children still in the nest phase, and while loving and liking my husband dearly, I have my special moments. Like you they are when I’m alone, can do whatever I want, and don’t have to communicate with anyone,
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It’s funny that what you wrote wasn’t MEANT to be a poem, because that’s exactly what it is! (After all, “a poem should not mean, but be,” so sayeth Archibald MacLeish.)
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poem/6371
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I know! I realised as I was writing it but didn’t want to insult real poets by saying it was!!
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cool!loved it!
check me out sometime?
https://goo.gl/2YfZgt
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Learning to enjoy those simple moments is so wonderful and important! I loved this post in it’s message and simplicity! #bigpinklink
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Oooh this is lovely!! A gorgeous description of a moment!! Although I’m sorry your husband was poorly, and I was wondering why you weren’t napping too…!! I’ve never tried to write like this before-if I manage to put something as good as this together, I will tag you!!
#bigpinklink
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Thanks so much! !on that one occasion it was as good as a nap😊
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Do you have a crush on Guy martin as well? Mrs Bryntin does but I’ve tried repeating everything I say at least twice like he does and she just finds that very annoying.
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Ha! No I don’t have a crush on him but I find him intriguing in a feral sort of way!!
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I LOVE the quiet moments, when I have the house to myself. I am currently listening to the wind howl outside, drinking milk, sugar with a splash of coffee. Even the cat is lying quietly on his blanket. This is bliss!
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Aghhhh that sounds amazing. The best!
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An early morning walk before everyone is properly awake is my time…I love the stillness and the birds…a poet I am not so I guess you won’t be tagged by me..yours I love!
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Thank you Carol 😊
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That was beautiful! I really enjoyed that Orla! X
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Thank you 😊
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Enjoyed the poem–particularly as i have a snuggly LLbean blanket myself. Those moments of blissful quiet when everyone is sleeping are worth noting in a lovely poem, just as you wrote. It’s as if time has stopped and you’re all alone, except it hasn’t and you’re not. Like having cake and eating it too.
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Exactly that. I love it ☺
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I thought it was a lovely poem! I like the early mornings when I am the only one up as my moment in time! 🙂
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Thank you Judy. I appreciate that!
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Wonderful Gloria!
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