Jo Hayton Poet Rhyme

An Exhausted Mother

Walking on egg shells
So's not to entice the beast
Anxiety a comfort blanket
Some warped form of release

Words feel like paper cuts
Quick with maximum effect
My once babe in arms
Looms in a shadow of disrespect

Round after round
Battered and bruised
There is no winner in this
But everything to lose

Waiting for the bell
To signal the end
With a smile to those looking on
We must pretend

I hereby hold my hands up
Sign the declaration and take cover
Here stands behind my teenager
An exhausted mother

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Marikate Kingston June 26, 2021 at 8:44 PM Oh my gosh, so true. I went through the rolling eyes, mouth noises stage. Made me long for the "Mama uppy please" days. The swaddle bottle days. 'Pick your battles my dear" To my spouse, "Why weren't you here?" Now mature and lovely, I'm getting the "Mom, maybe you were right," vibes and even hugs! They're back. No more need 4 a shovel to get safely from her door to her bed :) Loved this very empathetic mom poem Jo Hayton June 27, 2022 at 1:22 PM Thank you so much, writing from such hard times, just got back on poetry soup after some time, but i love to write and i need to write, thank you so much again x

James Fraser June 25, 2021 at 2:09 PM Sad, to powerful that a stanxe has been taken. Short poem that speaks thousands of words Jo :) Jo Hayton June 25, 2021 at 3:50 PM Hi James, i have been away a long time, but so pleased to be back, been raising my daughter and all be good, but now she has hit teens, its madness, so my need to get things off my chest and share, and just to be honest, reach out to this wonderful site again, i have missed it. x