Just to leave.

Tick tock tick tock

White rabbit has nothing on us

Let’s brush

pause pause

Let’s dress

pause cry pause cry

wrong socks

good socks

bad socks

Patience is a virtue -

I’m a jezebel

Tick tock tick tock

Throw the mouse at the clock

Want to eat

Need to eat

Hate to eat

Let’s go

pause pause

Fight the shoe

Floppy fish foot

Stand up

Wet noodle boy

pause f*cking pause

stare blink stare blink

slither on floor

I gave birth to…

temperamental

molasses

Flashback Friday- Immediate poetry.

Today’s Flashback Friday post is from the category Immediate Poetry.

Enjoy today’s poem from the archives:

 

Toddler In Tow.

Waiting room

waiting room

Toddler in tow.

No nap has me praying.

Goldfish are my savior.

“Momma up!”

“down!”

“out!”

Wishing for peace.

stroller shakes, stroller shakes

Clock ticks

Goldfish gone

Into the room

the size of a dime.

Spilled milk

Strawberry milk

shirt off

pants off

“Momma milk!”

“Momma milk!”

Gown on

feet in stirrups

… silence…

awkward.

 

Playground countdown.

5:30 pm

Parent chorus

“Casey, five more minutes!”

“Mikey, three more times on the swing.”

Flurry of feet

Sand tornadoes

Giggles

“We’re going home in two minutes, Joshua!.”

“Two minutes, Casey.”

“One more time on the swing. Weeee!”

“Okay, you can go down the slide two more times.”

“One more minute.”

Jump, jump, jump

Run, run, run

Squeal

Giggles

“No more swing.”

“Say goodbye to your new friend.”

“One more time.”

“Once down the slide.”

“You have thirty seconds!”

“Grab your shovel.”

“Let’s get your ball.”

5

4

3

2

1

- You may now commence to self destruct.

It's all fun and games until someone says it's time to go home.

Toddler in tow.

Waiting room

waiting room

Toddler in tow.

No nap has me praying.

Goldfish are my savior.

“Momma up!”

“down!”

“out!”

stroller shakes, stroller shakes

Clock ticks

Goldfish gone

Into the room

the size of a dime.

Spilled milk

Strawberry milk

shirt off

pants off

“Momma milk!”

“Momma milk!”

Gown on

feet in stirrups

… silence…

awkward.

Leaving…

yearning…

the door

the front door

the knob taunts me from afar

the toddler wrestles me

earth shattering cries…

cries, cries, cries of socks

where’s the letter Z?

the letter Z will help

goodnight, goodnight, a thousand times goodnight moon

shoe on the foot

shoe in the mouth

Q in the shoe

hand in the toilet

the quest

the never ending quest

to leave on time

i pant

i gasp

i plead

i laugh

clock ticks

fingers poke

puke falls…

and the number 7 is in the way