Immersing in child's role playing of great delight
I was Mom, nursing baby doll
Mentor, cheering stuffed monkeys
Doc, hoisting stethoscope toy
Lawyer, defending pet cats…
...Now, God's hand molds me to build lives by His grace.
If no strong breeze will oblige
Help those boys, girls
Dare to climb it, what's to twist, pull
Tree, of sweets full.
That role, the hero's playing
Reversed has been!
A leg up, into high office
Success-fruiting's
Now given them! Poor mockers of
Child's life-tasting's!
Now that the secret's out
up to you to make your move
~ what's ahead in our future?
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
The hunter becomes the hunted...
What if there was a role reversal?
Let's all just get along ~
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Time has went by and now we've switched roles
Having me at 16 and dealing with life's blows
To me there was no problem you couldn't solve
Through my growing up you were always involved
Now you're getting older and i must take care of you
You've always had an independent point of view
There's nothing wrong with me paying you back
This is the story of our lives so sit back and relax
A baby cant help the fact that their dependant
Now the tables have turned dont be offended
This is a time for me to show my appreciation
You fed me and made sure i got my education
I dont remember going to bed with any worries
You taught us to pray and to read our bible stories
Anything you need i will try to provide for you
Im by your side with anything you may go through
Cooking,laundry and etc is what you did for me
Ill love to do for you as well, even financially
You cant burden me anymore than i burden you
With you mother I'm just trying to apply the golden rule
You were the best mother a child could have ever had
Seeing you grow older isnt easy it makes me sad
Aging from a baby to an adult back to a child
To be able to care for you mom makes me very proud
I am vulnerable, confused, flawed, twisted
I am what I am.
I don’t want to cook,
don’t want to clean.
I don’t want to be
A wife or a mother.
I choose what I will not be.
I can wear a six yard
or a two piece
I can shun style
And chose comfort instead.
I decide to look how I feel.
I may soar, I may burrow,
I may sail smooth
Or dive deep with in
I steer my life as per my wish.
Do not give me names
nor assign roles,
do not set standards
and place me in boxes.
I am not a commodity.
You are not the creator.
We are but children of Nature
Unbound by roles,
Both wild and free.
Let us embrace isness
and create some harmony.
Love not the cruel world-
where the birds take to the sky,
leaving snakes to crawl.
One was trained
To be the king of the table
One was bred
To be the king of the dead
Hand in hand, down the path they walk
Hand in hand, watching the future they sought
Flash by
In the blink of an eye
The king of the dead is surrounded by the table
And the king of the table is surrounded by death
This 4th day of December will find
Millions musing about their Christmas roles.
They shall ponder, "What shall I be called upon
to do for, to give to, the cause of Jesus Christ?
They shall ask, "How shall my task compare
with that of the star and Biblical characters?"
The star's assignment was to guide.
The innkeeper's job was to house.
The Wisemen's role was to give and to worship.
The Shepherds were to look and tell their story.
The chief priests and scribes were to inform.
This Christmas, I ask, "What will God have me do?"
Wrongdoing such as cheating, lying, bullying ...
Prohibited strictly and used often as warnings
This fact relieved me, and left me a feeling
Any of which will be no longer our problem
It took me a long march of experience to tell
Those tricky things can indeed achieve winners
Alike the rich, well-known, and high officials
Needing to stand upon other's behaving finer
This assimilated human education with health care
Though they alleviate badness as mutual effect
Neither education eradicated human misbehaviors
Nor health care eliminates diseases as a fact
In robes of empathy, a judge should stand,
Learning mental struggles, extending a hand,
Understanding the pipeline's unjust strife,
For underprivileged souls, a chance at life.
No bail bondsman's grip, a system redefined,
Where fairness and justice are closely aligned,
Juveniles, tender hearts, scarred by the past,
Guidance and understanding, to heal and hold fast.
With wisdom and care, these wounds they'll address,
Through patient discussions, the pain they'll assess,
No father figure's absence to define their fate,
But mentorship and love, helping them navigate.
A courtroom transformed, compassion as a guide,
Breaking chains of injustice, where destinies collide,
Each decision made, reflects a compassionate art,
A judge who mends souls and mends every heart.
no cell phone service
in most of the universe
may make you nervous
original sin
where building of guilt begins
doubts start to creep in
autonomy should
not require lobotomy
only common sense
factoring our roles
finding poverty of soul
digs very deep holes
claim open season
for attacks upon reason
let's untruth sneak in
based on pure meanness
or simple inconvenience
words come between us
a haiku a day
may chase the doldrums away
no bills will they pay
mother
pious sometimes
but others have no clue
living with a hard-hearted queen
sadly
fatber
powerful word
many have wanted one
some luckily have had daddy
gladly
sister
jealousy reigns
until you both grow up
clear besties now or enemies
just life
brother
forever friends
we have each others backs
from the onset and beginning
thank you
neighbor
is a challenge
position up to us
some besties, other enemies
chose role
boss man
biggest ally
or instant enemy
need to be utterly careful
in life
Abounding in GOD Who meets every need
Blest to experience His goodness indeed
Cheerful along faith-propelled charity breed
Delighted midst gracious life-building deed
Enabled for trust’s soar, divinely freed
Fulfilling kindness against carnal greed
Gladly serving as the Saviour does lead
Held by His compassion-anchorage creed
I thank the LORD* Who moves me with love’s seed...
Jubilantly busy via peace-speed
Kindled to be functional, I must heed
Labouring well, smiting blights that impede
Maximizing strength for others to feed
Never quitting as a bee, I'll succeed.
*1Timothy 1:12 And I thank Christ Jesus our Lord, who hath enabled me, for that he counted me faithful, putting me into the ministry.
(ABC in monorhyme)
July 17, 2021
Edited on May 26, 2022
I won’t go sledding down a hill
(Though other grandmas surely will)
But I will never have my fill
Of nestled grandkids, reading.
A jungle gym gives some a thrill
Or skiing might just fit the bill
Yet I’d prefer to walk or chill,
The chance of risk receding.
At homework time, I have the skill
To help and hopefully instill
The patience to complete each drill,
The teachers’ orders heeding.
We all hope that we can fulfill
Our roles with loving, which we will
With what our nature gives us, ‘til
Without us, they’re succeeding.
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