The Essence of Love

via Daily Prompt: Captivating

I watched in wonderment, the brilliance of your performance

so captivating, mesmerising, illuminating

Nothing moved me like that before, not even once

my soul, it flickered and shuddered, so agitating

it bounced and vibrated, it felt so elated

I could hardly contain my will, to be still

the kicking and waving, boom boom, boom boom

the essence of love, filled the room

life took new meaning like nothing on earth

do you even know, the depth of your worth?

oh yes how you danced, so serene yet wild

the beauty of life, my growing child

In awe I was at the sight on the screen

enlightening and brightening, my new beauty queen

bewitched, bedazzled and so fascinating

an audience with you, so captivating

six months from now, you’ll be in my arms

I’ll love you, protect you from all kinds of harm

the miracle of nature, I truly am blessed

time for me now to ‘feather the nest’

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A day to celebrate, ponder, reflect?

For some, mothers day is a day to celebrate and is anticipated with great excitement, for others, it may be a different story

I first became a mother (almost) 29 years ago and I remember being so excited and proud on my very first mother’s day. I also happened to have be born on mother’s day, and was a great source of joy to my own parents, having been preceded by two boys, my wonderful brothers. I remember us being excited when we were young and cheerfully doing our best in ensuring she ‘take it easy’ and we would make her breakfast in bed. This often entailed making a right mess in the process, but our intentions were good.

I remember my own children bringing me the same wonders, such as burnt toast, cold tea and a bunch of wonderful smiles to go with their gifts of flowers, chocolates and one time in particular I remember receiving ‘an umbrella’. I gave my husband and a confused glance. He duly explained that when he got to the supermarket the flowers were all gone, and with what money he had in his pocket, he had enough for an umbrella, as they were on offer! Strange gift, but it did of course come in useful with our very showery weather.

The purpose of the day is to celebrate and spend some time, by way of saying thank you and I love you and without you, I wouldn’t be here. It is a gesture of appreciation. Of course, it is not always possible to spend time, as children often do not live near their mothers, once they are grown up and have families of their own, so a card or a phone call or gift will be received to acknowledge the day.

For some, it may be a time to ponder. Some mothers do not have their children living with them. Some children may have ‘lost’ their mother and vice versa. I have two children, who on mothers day, buy me gifts and cards and wish me happy mothers day, but I am not their real mum, I am their foster mum. On this day, I always wonder how they must feel. It must be a significant reminder to them and they must wonder about their ‘real’ mum. My heart always breaks a little bit more for them on mothers day and other children in the same position. I wonder about her too, does she think about them on this day? Does she realise what beautiful children they are, how good and well adjusted they are. Sure we have our moments like any parent and child, but does she know what she is missing out on?

Some people would give anything, to be a mother. Sometimes mother nature can be cruel and it just doesn’t happen for some people, through no fault of their own. So I guess, as much as Mothers Day, is a day to acknowledge and celebrate it is also a day that can be a sad reminder, for some.

For my own children and my own mother, I think it is a time to reflect on my position, my role, as I am indeed both a daughter and a mother. Do I deserve to be celebrated? Do I celebrate my mother enough for all her hard work, love and dedication to me over the years? All I can say is that I have endeavoured to be both, a good daughter and a good mother. There have been times that I will have got it wrong, but always for the right reasons. My intentions will have always been good ones and in my failures as both daughter and mother, I always endeavour to be better and continue to try my best, not just on mothers day, but everyday.

For my husband, the year he bought me an umbrella. I returned the favour on Father’s day by buying him a watering can, just so I could stand under my umbrella, while he poured some water over it…… it had been a particularly dry year!!!

Tangled Minds

Uncompromising

What a joke, I hear you boke

it serves ryou right, sir, can I call you that?

your follies and and frolics, misguided? maybe – I think not

calculated and planned, by your own evil hand, you fall and beg for cover

not a thought, or beat, in your stone of a heart, who sir, can recover?

Clear it is, as clear as mud the tangled minds of many

strive as they may, to get through the day

One step, then another, a smile, a frown, some will fall down

the dirt, the mire, the bottomless pit of depravity, and desire

for all that you bring, and all that you are, sir,

uncompromising abomination for the day of your creation

vomit you must, the lies and mistrust

a penance to pay – on reckoning day

hearts will sing, when the toll rings and brings the beast to bare,

afraid? not? fear now, it’s all you’ve got, so cling with clenched fists

pray for your wits

praise too, the survivors, their baffling courage, never compromised!

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International Women’s Day

celebrating women’s achievements……. Acknowledging and aspiring to effect gender equality?

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Today, all over the world women are celebrating ‘International Women’s day’.  It has only been 109 years, since the first one, and at that time it was for better pay and voting rights, more parity with the men of this world.  Indeed there are many many women, celebrating and protesting all over the world about many inequalities or injustices that are still going on.

I, for one, thank god that I was born on this side of the world (in the west), rather than being born in  the East.   Not that injustices only happen in the Eastern part of the world, but the fact that you are born female there, can definitely have a severe disadvantage and detriment to rights and equality, more so than just equal pay.

I am not going to go through individual cases or scenarios of what ‘women, girls, females’ have to ‘put up with’.  We all know, too well the injustices and fights that we have to endure because of the fact that we are indeed ‘female’.

In a previous  blog I have spoken about  Emmeline Pankhurst and her movement, the Suffragettes, Vera Twomey and her quest as a mother to fight for the right for her child to have medicinal cannabis, to reduce her seizures and enhance her quality of life.  There are many great women whom I admire for their sheer determination to overcome the injustices and powers of men.  What about Malalal Yousafzai, the courage that girl had, to fight for the rights of girls to have an education.  Edith Eger, an Auschwitz survivor who held on to the words her mother had said to her,  minutes prior to their separation,  ‘They can never take what is in your mind’.  She chose to use her ‘mind’ to escape from the horrors she was subjected to.

Joan of Arc, a crusader, a woman who was key in turning the tide in the 100 years war and was later canonized as a saint.  Mother Theresa, Erin Brokovich, , Rosa Parks, to name but a few more – strong women who despite adversity, effected change.

I am a mother, and have been to a total of 14 children  (biological and non biological).  Some of them were with me for a short time, others a much longer time.  I have been consistently parenting 5 girls for the past 28 years to the present day.  My message to them, and my parenting to them, has been to try to make them strong independent women.  Why?  Because they have to leave home and go into the world and stand on their own two feet.   They have to form relationships, outside of the home, whether it is at school or at work.  They will meet  partners  and may be become mothers themselves (2 already have).  They will face challenges, up’s,  down’s and injustices along the way and when they do, I want them to be able to face their challenge, to deal with it and to move on from it, whatever it may be.  I also want them to be able to stand up for them selves and for others who are been treated unjustly.  I want them to have a good sense of self and a good sense of right and wrong and fight for it and do whatever it takes, to make a difference.  I want them to value themselves, to demonstrate and role model  that value, that self worth to their own off spring or to others.  Ultimately, I want them to be happy.

At the end of the day there is one thing women can do which men cannot and that is to carry a baby, and no matter what, that primal bond is unique and unbreakable.  Yes we can love equally, care for a child equally, but whether the parenting is good, bad or indifferent, something more is created in the carrying of the child that only a mother can feel, but not adequately explain.  We give birth to both male and female, and me personally, I want them to be equal, in their rights.  No question about it and if they are being treated ‘differently’ I absolutely would want them to stand up and shout out and be proud of the fact that they are doing so.  They need to Relay what they want, Shun and ship what they don’t….  It may not be easy, it may seem impossible, but nothing will be done if you do not try!

To all the females out there who are striving to achieve and to ‘do’, keep achieving and keep doing, because  at the end of the day you are absolutely worth it!

 

Sent to Coventry!

There is a term ‘ SENT to Coventry’ which ultimatey means to ostracise, ignore and shun them….

My relationship with Coventry however, is a positive one. Even though I don’t live there anymore, and haven’t for 20 years, I hold it dear in my heart.

Famous people you may have heard of are The specials who sang ghost town, Paul king who sang love and pride, Mo molam grew up here and was an integral part of the good Friday agreement and peace process in northern Ireland and of course good old Lady Godiva who rode around the streets of Coventry, naked on a horse, in protest against an oppressive tax imposed by her husband… what a noble woman she was !

Well I’m here on a visit at the moment as I have a daughter who lives nearby. It was planned months ago, before the beast from the east was a turn of phrase, synonymous with something awful !!

As I boarded my Ryan air flight on Tuesday, it was cold but sunny, no snow. As we landed in Birmingham, it was cold but sunny and no snow…. it’s now Friday and though there is a bit of snow, and it’s still cold, I’m having a great time being served food, including bread, in the comfort of my Hotel.

Back home there is a blizzard. The rest of my family are snowed in. The pipes have froze over. The shops are closed. There is no bread and they are in lockdown!!

I have met up with friends, had some laughs, shopped, swam in the pool and enjoyed the heat of the sauna…..

I have face time with my family snowed in at home and feel awful for them but, I’m also delighted I’m not there in the cold with no water to shower or flush the toilet !! It’s seems the beast of being ‘sent to Coventry’ is no way near as bad as the best from the east that has landed in my home in Ireland…

There it really does look like a ghost town. Here I still have love and pride for my roots…. I’m enjoying the peace but have no intention of riding on a horse naked…… not in this weather anyway !!

Stay warm, stay safe and do yourself a favour….. get sent to Coventry next time 😁😁😁

#coventry #ladygodiva # thespecials # Paulking # beastfromtheeast #bread #snow #peace #momolam #staysafe

Battles for life

Warm and cosy in my room,

I spy the waves that crash and boom.

The sky is calm, the sun goes down,

A light to guide, but still they drown

The sounds of silence and it makes me tense,

‘I’m okay’, is no defence!

For when it comes, and there is no ‘if’

It’s here right now, at the edge of a cliff.

Hanging on, to breath in air,

But look around, it’s gruesome there.

The shots, the blasts, the pain and blood,

A conflict of war of men in hoods.

I want to scream ‘stop it now’,

Instead my head, in shame, will bow.

The screams, the tears, on terrified faces

Run for cover, in dangerous places.

Many will come to a fateful end,

Of gunshots and drowning and we’ll all pretend,

It’s not us, but them, who are to blame,

But aren’t we one and all the same?

Sweep the doorways, keep them clear,

More than rubbish may appear.

It could be you, them or I,

That huddles inside, and prays to the sky,

To help us out from the savage cold,

Of unimagined stories, never to be told.

The ravages of man, lay waste to this land,

Destroy and demolish without reprimand.

The comfort of my room, yes cosy and warm,

But some welcome death, in the face of the storm.

How horrid that is, I can’t comprehend,

It makes me fell sad, I cannot pretend.

Stop all these wars and battles for life,

No good will pass in the in the wake of strife,

Only sorrow and anguish, contention and pain,

When all is said, there is no gain !

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Moments of joy

sometimes when things look grey….. the love of a child will brighten your day

Here the children come to play
Splashing about in puddles today
They laugh and squeal, it looks such fun
Even when they fall on their bum!
Nanny, Nanny, come have a go
How can I resist and tell them no!
In for a penny, in for a pound
I love to hear their laughing sound
So they are young, not a care in the world
Making me feel, like a small little girl
The pleasure in life, not money and wealth
But small moments of joy, god fun and good health
The children will teach us, what really matters
As we scream with excitement like silly mad hatters
Time to go in and get some cakes
Followed by ice-cream and jelly snakes
Then plonk of the sofa and watch some T.V
I cuddle them and they cuddle me!

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