Awesome Guy Blogger Award
Friday 27 July 2007 Labels: MeME 8 responses
my list of guys who make a difference at Poeartica !!!!!
Mike @ Mikey's Dream
HDReader @ Hidyn Gems
Just Me @ Writing True
Lanka @ OLA
Classic Poetry Aloud
my list of guys who make a difference at Poeartica !!!!!
Mike @ Mikey's Dream
HDReader @ Hidyn Gems
Just Me @ Writing True
Lanka @ OLA
Classic Poetry Aloud
She scowls down the street in her 4 by 4
Whumping wimpy walkers with her sticky-out doors
Shouting abuse if you steal ‘her’ space
Not afraid to stick up fingers at your frightened face
Double yellows, double shmellows when she needs to park
The three o’clock mum – she’s a pmt’d shark.
With RayBan’s sitting on her fluffed-up hair
Her stiletto’s hit the pavement. An icy glare
Spikes anyone who dares go near her wheels.
She slams the door, turns on her heels,
Turns on her smile, turns on her charm,
Turns on the façade – turns on the alarm.
Smiles and waves at so called friends
Hoists up the Lycra on her legging trends
Pulls down her t- on her ample bust –
When her kids give a hug, she makes a fuss.
At the gate a picture of sweetness and light
But the three o’clock mum has a nasty bite.
You wouldn’t want to meet her in the dark
Keep out of her way in the school car park
Don’t do anything to make her spark
The three o’clock mum – she’s a pmt’d shark.
© Rachel Clark 2007
Author's bio
Rachel Clark is an English Mum from a small town in the South of England. She enjoys writing the rhymey stuff, and is happy if she makes other people smile. She doesn't know why she is writing about herself in the third person, but feels very honoured to have been asked to contribute to Kim's site.
More of her quirky writing and odes can be found at An English Mum "
and darkness fell silent that night
one man's freedom, another's fight
such disbelief and questions rife
yet, even in death, there is life
distorted shadows ebb and flow
shrouding all as I let you go,
but out of the depths that I mourn
a renewed sense of hope is born
as with each season's turn of leaf
hands of time will encircle grief,
under rainbows of hopeful hue
I will whisper a goodbye to you.
© 2007 Janine L Kain
About Janine
Introvert with sense of humour. Born in Zimbabwe but living in Edinburgh, Scotland. I Suffer from mental illness ( borderline personality disorder ) and find writing and photography a portal to explore and express my world.
This year I have attempted to sell my photography at craft fairs and have a retail outlet selling my work. I have yet to attempt to get my writing published.
You can visit Jani at Jackal to view more of her writing and photography.
scones
with jam and
cream
butterflies and bells
lollies
jaffas and fantales
scarves and hair rollers
velvet capes and
twenty cents for
a paper
stages without
curtains and pianos
bashed
tin chairs and
childhood dreams
a world
gone