Three Word Wednesday - Daughter Mine

Prompts: Tantrum, noun: an uncontrolled outburst of anger and frustration, typically in a young child.

Tear, verb: make a hole or split in (something) by pulling it or piercing it with a sharp implement, come apart; rip; noun: a hole or split in something caused by it having been pulled apart forcefully, a spell of great success or excellence in performance, a brief spell of erratic behavior; a binge or spree.

Tender, adjective: showing gentleness and concern or sympathy, (of food) easy to cut or chew; not tough, (of a plant) easily injured by severe weather and therefore needing protection, (of a part of the body) sensitive to pain, young, immature, and vulnerable, requiring tact or careful handling.

Daughter Mine

When she was very young

My daughter used to go on a tear

When she didn't get her way

She was spoiled 

People said

They didn't seem to understand

She just would become overwhelmed

Throw tantrums and lose her way

She couldn't remember 

What she wanted anymore

It was embarrassing for her parents

We couldn't take her anywhere 

For long, or tears would erupt 

We'd let her chill out 

Tenderly giving her time

To calm and then she'd be okay

Eventually she outgrew them 

By the time she went to school

She was never meek, never mild

She was however polite

A little headstrong 

But advanced beyond her peers

Taking special advanced classes

She excelled and blossomed

She's all grown up now 

She's found her way

She is a children's librarian

With extra patience on her side

The children love her

Quiet strength and wonderful programs

That make them laugh and smile

She's a wonder 
And I'm so proud of 

That beautiful brilliant

Sweet loving daughter

Of mine

 ©Sheilagh Lee April 27, 2016

Three Word Wednesday- Peacemaker

Pacify, verb: quell the anger, agitation, or excitement of, bring peace to (a country or warring factions), especially by the use or threatened use of military force.

Rage, noun: violent, uncontrollable anger, an instance of aggressive behavior or violent anger caused by a stressful or frustrating situation, (the rage) a widespread temporary enthusiasm or fashion, intense feeling, especially prophetic, poetic, or martial enthusiasm or ardor; verb: feel or express violent uncontrollable anger, continue with great force or intensity, (of an illness) spread very rapidly or uncontrollably, (of an emotion) have or reach a high degree of intensity.

Scarce, adjective: (especially of food, money, or some other resource) insufficient for the demand, occurring in small numbers or quantities; rare; adverb: scarcely.

Peacemaker

I like to pacify

Conflicts I like to avoid

For I like the peaceful waves

But once in awhile

Though scarce it’s true

A rage builds in me

And things spill out

Verbal diarrhea of all the things

That people have done to wrong me

A wave of anger

Swiftly gone

Peace comes over me

For a few moments

Until regret is there

I apologize

Peace reigns. 

©Sheilagh Lee April 20, 2016

Three Word Wednesday- Soldier on

Three Word Wednesday- Soldier

Melancholy, noun: a feeling of pensive sadness, typically with no obvious cause; adjective: having a feeling of melancholy; sad and pensive, causing or expressing sadness; depressing.

Nimble, quick and light in movement or action; agile, (of the mind) quick to comprehend.

Opaque, not able to be seen through; not transparent, (especially of language) hard or impossible to understand; unfathomable; noun: an opaque thing or substance.

Soldier

Bouts of melancholy

Come to me

From time to time

I ponder life’s

Most powerful question

Why?

Some questions should remain

Unanswered, however needed

Like why is the sky blue?

I could answer scientifically

Or make up some answer nimbly

About something being opaque

But the answer should be

Because it is

Some answers are unattainable

And we need to agree

There is no answer

Before we move on

To acceptance of what

We cannot change

What will be

Will be

We soldier on.

Dad

The sun is shining

And I imagine 

You peeking

Through the clouds

Looking down at your children

And smiling

At how we’ve turned out

I know you watch over us

And keep us safe

Just like you did in life

We miss you though

                      

Your lopsided sweet smile
Your funny tee shirts

Your history lessons

Your love of Scotland 

and Ireland

All you taught us

Happy birthday Dad

 ©Sheilagh Lee April 12, 2016

April is the cruelest month

April is the cruelest month

April, the taste of spring on the lips

A fresh warm breeze with the smell

Of new growth and flowers

Rain that soaks the skin

And ground pooling in the ruts

Lightning flashes the sky

And then in natures cruel trick

The weather turns cold

And feathery white, crystal

Flakes like cobwebs of lace

Drift down, coating the ground

Covering natures latest attempt at spring

A chill permeates the air

Driving people indoors

To warmth and cozy fires

Until spring has sprung again

And the snow is no more

                                                     ©Sheilagh Lee April 11, 2016

Three Word Wednesday - Vicious Circle

Three Word Wednesday - Vicious Circle

Impolite, adjective: not having or showing good manners; rude.

Knotted, verb: fasten with a knot, make (something, especially hair) tangled, cause (a muscle) to become tense and hard, (of the stomach) tighten as a result of nervousness or tension.

Livid, adjective: furiously angry, dark bluish gray in color.

The child asks 

A simple question

The father yells

You're impolite

The father's eyes knotted

Livid with anger

Arms reach out 

Slap,slap slap

The child shrinks

Into it's herself

Trapped 

A neverending cycle

Of women taught

To be meek

Quiet and subservient

To men

                                                             ©Sheilagh Lee April 6, 2016