NaPoWriMo Day 12: Baby Cuddles

Soft cuddle

Sleepy baby

Nuzzling into my shoulder

A vast improvement

On the head butts of earlier

The pinch punch grab

Of curiosity

Without limits

I wouldn’t change it

Each bruise a medal

From my 17 month old

But this nuzzling

Snuffling

Shuffling cuddle

This is my real reward.

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The Day We Forgot What Colour Bin To Put Out

We didn’t know which bin it was

Not green nor brown nor black

The neighbours had not put theirs out

We were totally off track

We waited til the bin men came

Then watched which one they dragged

We raced the truck and gave a shout

“Please wait!” While keys were grabbed

But kindly bin men took our bin

From inside our small lawn

I’ve never seen this done before

A truly special morn.

NaPoWriMo Day 10: Books Haiku

Sometimes I panic:

Just so many books to read

And not enough time.

NaPoWriMo Day 9: Ex-Smoker

I don’t really smoke

An occasional toke

A nicotine sigh

That’s all.

NaPoWriMo Day 8: Cold Spring

Cold in Spring

It’s so cold

My fingers shake

Autocorrect is basically

Writing this poem

Frigidity has stolen

My literary talents

Such as they were

But the stars,

My gods, the stars…

NaPoWriMo Day 7: Do I Let The Cats?

Do I let the cats heal me?

Press their tiny beans

Into my sore muscles

Again and again

A much needed kneading.

Do I let their meowing

Cacaphony

Chase away the

Twittering birds of brain.

Do I let the earthquake rumble

Of purring

Ground me once more.

Do I let tickling whiskers

Suddenly tweak eyes and nose

Make me jump and smile.

Do I let two queens cuddle

One on either side

An uneasy truce

While they know I need

Attention.

Do I let the cats heal me?

Do I.