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Tag Archives: mother

Second Chance

NaPoWriMo Day 27. Is it really Day 27 already? What will I do with my evenings after Wednesday? Anyway today’s poem is called Second Chance. Second Chance Holding her grandchild for the first time she thinks to herself this is a second chance. Maybe this time, I will do things better. Maybe this time, IContinue reading “Second Chance”

Posted byHazel WardApril 27, 2014Posted inMy PoetryTags:afraid, grandmother, mother, NaPoWriMo, sleepLeave a comment on Second Chance

From a Mother

NaPoWriMo Day 23 and today’s poem is called From a Mother From a Mother Do not be afraid to walk in this world: you have already earned your place and it is full of possibilities.

Posted byHazel WardApril 23, 2014Posted inMy PoetryTags:afraid, mother, NaPoWriMo, world1 Comment on From a Mother

My Magic Box

NaPoWriMo Day 21 and today’s poem is called My Magic Box, after Kit Wright’s The Magic Box. I wrote this some time ago but have reworked it a little so I think I can count it in project NaPoWriMo 2014.  My Magic Box I will put into the box the stuff that disappointments are made from,Continue reading “My Magic Box”

Posted byHazel WardApril 21, 2014Posted inMy PoetryTags:box, dark, magic, mother, NaPoWriMoLeave a comment on My Magic Box

Buddhas in the Park

Day 6 of NaPoWriMo and here’s the next poem. I got this idea from the NaPoWriMo website. It suggested writing a poem with the last word of each line being a word from another poem. One of the suggested poems to use as the original was a poem called Watermelons by Charles Simic.  Here is is WatermelonsContinue reading “Buddhas in the Park”

Posted byHazel WardApril 6, 2014Posted inMy PoetryTags:Buddha, mother, NaPoWriMoLeave a comment on Buddhas in the Park

Julia

He was still yours when they took him down. You saw him staring back through that bug eyed monster, twisted by the drop. Somewhere in there was your beloved son. There was still a hint of the babe who’d suckled at your breast, his fragile milky breath placing a marker on your soul. You builtContinue reading “Julia”

Posted byHazel WardMarch 13, 2014April 6, 2014Posted inMy PoetryTags:love, mother, soul, strangerLeave a comment on Julia
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