I sat in bed one morning
With a note pad on my knee
When in wondered my Charlie
And he snuggled up to me
He said, 'You writing poems?
We are learning that at school
I know a lot about them'
I said, 'Really mate, how cool'
He stared at me intently
As he stretched out on the bed
His legs crossed at the ankle
And a hand propped up his head
After I had sorted through
And read back what I'd penned
He slid off of the bed
And peered up at me from the end
He stayed there quite transfixed
It kinda put me off my flow
I looked over my glasses
But he wasn't gonna go!
'Mum' he said ' has it got all
the things a poem ought
It should include good rhyme and rhythm
That's what I've been taught
Does it have some repetition
And patterns that are clear
What theme have you gone for? '
I smiled from ear to ear.
My Charlie, you've remembered well
It's Impressive, what you know
What else have you been taught then?
His face with pride did glow!
He ummed and arghed a little bit
To recall all he could
'Oh yeah, you need some 'wow words' too
They'll make it really good! '
I nodded with an 'oh I see,
Well thanks for all your tips'
He came and leant his head on mine
And kissed me on the lips
He left me to my writing
How adorable he'd been
And I put my first idea aside
And wrote one about him!
Good write. Beside this I suggest Charlie's school-learnt teachings are essential for the beginner's who want to understand poetry, but that is not sufficient for the poet of this time. Rather the revolt against rhyme and rhythm inspires and ignites the poet to create his/her own from the time of short past. Any way it's a good lesson for Charlie but not for Stevie Taite. Thank you all.
it is hot and humid outside but your poem made up for everything! ! a very pleasant and enjoyable read, you are obviously one who writes for pleasure and you do it so very well. congrats and thanks-10
What a story tense to poem.......wel written....... : -) congratulations..for member poet......Keep presenting...nurul.
An excellent story poem woven around an outstanding theme of the bonding of a mother with her growing child.
Thanks all for your kind comments. I have not been on PH for a few years now and this was an early poem, one that needs an edit (his face with pride did glow? You just can't get away with the syntax folks) . I still rhyme and enjoy form, but form with more of a challenge about it. The obvious end rhymes I do less and less. But I guess this one was part of a personal poetry journey and I should feel honoured to be picked for a poem of the day. Maybe I might post the odd poem now and then, and come by and visit the site for a look about. thanks again X
Quite natural and it ought to be one of the winning mode, in every one's heart. Thanks for sharing. Congrats for being the poem of the day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Refreshing to read this beautiful poem from yours and your 5 year olds heart. Poem of the day and poetic license you have gained. Congratulations. Great to read you again Stevie.