My Daughter

Cherry

By Bee

Mon, 04 Apr 2016
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19 comments
 

Looks like a serial killer;

says she's so tired

she could vomit. 



And though I know 

what she's on about

I can't remember the sum of it.



Funny how time wipes 

clean, all life's smudges 

and leaves us thornless roses.



My daughter hasn't killed

yet, though no doubt

she won't remember the event -



if she does it, there'll be

just smiles and flowers

and a total absence of vomit. 

Certificate 12
Poem
Love

Comments

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

oh dear she does look a bit pissed off! How old is the baby? I can completely sympathise - and you're right about forgetting, although I can still remember quite a lot

 

Submitted by Bee on

She does, doesn't she? He's nearly 5 weeks old. I still remember that feeling, too. 

Bee

Submitted by Ed Crane on

Funny how time wipes 

clean, all life's smudges 

and leaves us thornless roses.

 

Edx

 

Submitted by Bee on

Thanks Ed

x

Bee

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Oh! For the many emotions of Mother hood. You summed it up completely in this poem Bee.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Bee on

Thanks Jenny.

Bee

Submitted by airyfairy on

There's no tiredness quite like it...

Submitted by Bee on

Too true, AF.

thanks for reading. 

Bee

Submitted by Mark Heathcote on

Congrats on the cherry, Bee, nice one.

Mark Heathcote

Submitted by Bee on

Thanks Mark.

Bee

Submitted by VeraClark on

Still in the thorny bit and I can so relate to your daughter although her vomit is related to the earlier intense nights. Some cleverly put metaphors for the love agony. 

 

Submitted by Bee on

Thanks so much, Vera.

Bee

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

Brilliant - made me laugh a lot. So tired, so so tired, a whole order of magnitude above normal tiredness. 

 

Submitted by Bee on

You're right, there, Jane.

Thank you.

Bee

Submitted by fidud on

This is brilliant! I love the form, simple and clean, yet containing shocking images - that first stanza...really pulled me up short. There's something shocking about comparing your child to a serial killer, but then when she says she's so tired she could vomit it just evokes the utmost empathy for her living through those early days. Is that picture of your daughter? It is perfect too...showing the contradiction, a gorgeous baby but no gooey smiles from the mother - just exhaustion and almost a numbness! x

Submitted by Bee on

Thanks fidud. Yes, it is her, and I liked the contradictions, too. The gentleness of holding him v the pissed off look. 

Bee

Submitted by Bee on

Thank you for the cherries. 

Bee

Submitted by jeand on

Hi Bee

I can remember my daughter ringing me up and saying she could understand now why women kill their babies. So I got on the next train and stayed with for awhile. Good poem.

Jean

Jean Day

Submitted by Bee on

Pleased you liked it, Jean. Great you could get to her by train. 

Bee