I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world, to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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18 April 2014

Alternate Realities

When my sons were young
and annoying, 
I'd stomp around the house
crying, in that harsh, metallic voice:
They didn't laugh.
(Just rolled their eyes and scoffed.)

Now those boys are long ago
grown and gone.
I have the house all to myself
except for my pets.
The cats are sweet; 
they never get jealous 
when I mother my dragons.

April Poem A Day Challenge 2014, day 17: a pop culture poem


  1. How our perspective change when the kids are gone and grown up ~ At least you have your pets for company ~ Have a good week/end ~


  2. .....dragons...

  3. Neat poem - dalek! I can empathize - especially with the eye rolling