I once joined in with NaPoWriMo (National Poetry Writing Month) which I thoroughly enjoyed. However, I completely forgot about it this year until now. I may not be able to join in every day, but I certainly would like to participate as often as I can.
Today is Day 7 and this is the prompt: Identity
And now for our (optional) prompt. In our interview, Kyle Dargan suggests writing out a list of all of your different layers of identity. For example, you might be a wife, a grandmother, a Philadelphian, a dental assistant, a rabid Phillies fan, a seamstress, retiree, agnostic, cancer survivor, etc.. These are all ways you could be described or lenses you could be viewed through. Now divide all of those things into lists of what makes you feel powerful and what makes you feel vulnerable. Now write a poem in which one of the identities from the first list contends or talks with an identity from the second list. This might turn out to be kind of a “heavy” exercise, emotionally, but I hope you will find the results enlightening
I was not quite sure how to go about this, but I have written about my identity as a student nurse (powerful) being reprimanded by that of being a wife and mother (vulnerable). I hope it makes sense.
You study so hard to reach your goal, to become the best nurse you can be
Yet, here am I right under your nose, what about time for me?
At work, you are calm and deal with the stress, ever so patiently,
Yet when you come home, you are tired and cross, and very impatient with me
You look after people who do silly things, that have caused a medical emergency
Yet when I tried things that made me quite ill, you were very angry with me.
I know your career is important to you, and you want to get your degree
But, don’t forget that you are not alone, you do have a family!
I have been away from blogging for a while and have missed taking part in Charli’s Flash Fiction Challenge, over at the Carrot Ranch. Go and check out her website as there are lots of challenges that you can take part in and also a whole load of badges to be won.
This is the image that we were given to use, and the topic is ‘follow your dreams. ‘ These are the rules: Oh, and I have used the ‘poet’ badge in my post.
March 22, 2018, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story using the theme “follow your dreams.” Bonus points for throwing a badge into the tale. Go where the prompt leads.
- Respond by March 27, 2018, by leaving a link, pingback or story in the comments.
- If you want your story published in the weekly collection, also post it at Carrot Ranch on Facebook in the post newsfeed (this is the second posting of your story).
- Follow the style of the flash fiction that follows.
- Leave a short link on FB with your story if you want one included in the title.
- Rules are here.
The applause carried her right through the week. She recalled the cheeks flushed with pleasure, and eyes although bright with tears in some faces, shone with delight. Tears appeared in her own eyes now, bittersweet. She had followed her dreams and studied hard to become the dedicated nurse she aspired to be. Yet, she ached to fulfil another need. Playing with words had always been a favourite pastime, and the poem she had written to cheer up her cancer patients brought the house down. Laughter certainly is the best medicine!
A sister is a good friend
Who knows you very well
A sister is a confidante
To whom secrets you can tell
A sister is a shoulder
To cry on when you’re sad
A sister is a comfort
For when things turn out bad
A sister is a treasure
More precious than pure gold
A sister can be relied on
Whatever the future holds
A sister will support you
In all you say and so
A sister is a Godsend
And lucky me to have two!
For as long as I remember
You have always been around
Like a blanket of security
That I can wrap around
I’ve turned to you when happy
You’ve comforted me when sad
You are there for all occasions
For the good times and the bad
Sometimes you know just how I’m feeling
And you reflect that in your voice
You know when I am being playful
And just want to make some noise
You are soulful, you are sexy
Sometimes spiritual and serene
You are raucous, you are raunchy
And nearly everything in-between!
Whatever I have been through
You have been a huge part of
Music, you are my salvation
And my never-ending love
Ron is in charge of the prompt word this week for the Writer’s Quote Challenge that he and Colleen host, and has given us ‘beauty’ to work with. I already had an idea of how I was going to go with this, and the following quote matches it perfectly:
Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it.
When you think of beauty
What is it you see?
The woman with a six-inch scar
From where her breast used to be
The old man at the graveside
Of where his wife now rests
The charity serving dinner
For their homeless special guests
The brightly coloured birthday card
Your children made for you
The moment at a wedding
When the couple say, “I do”
A song heard on the radio
That has blown away the years
The birth of a newborn baby
As it cries its first real tears
The bashed and battered teddy bear
You’ve had since you were a child
The home that you grew up in
The garden now overgrown and wild
When you think of beauty
What is it you see?
The world is full of beauty
Or at least, it is to me.
It is Ronovan’s turn this week to give us the prompt word for his and Colleen’s Writer’s Quote Wednesday Challenge and he has come up with ‘happiness.’ This quote says it all really; sometimes we are looking so hard for something, we don’t realise that it is there right under our noses!
Some of us might find happiness if we quit struggling so desperately for it!
– William Feather.
When the sun is shining
and there’s a gentle, cooling breeze
When the birds are singing
And playing in the trees.
When the flowers are blooming
With all their vibrant hues
When I have a day off work
And can get an extra-long snooze!
When I bump into an old friend
I haven’t seen for a while
When my great-niece Molly
Gives me a gummy smile
When I get to spend time
With all my family
When my husband cooks me
My favourite meal for tea!
When someone says ‘thank you’
As they know, you did your best
When I had my daughter
For that, I am truly blessed.
All these little pleasures
Are not that far away
They are things that make me happy
And brighten up my day.
A Cavalier King Charles spaniel named Roxy
Thought she looked rather foxy
With her liquid brown eyes
That she flashed at the guys
She got known as a bit of a doxy!
We decided she needed to be mated
A quick romp, so no longer frustrated
No boxes were ticked
With the dogs that we picked
As most of them were sadly castrated!