Day: December 26, 2017

Baby takes flight

~ thereluctantpoet

Come and read this humorous and anxiety filled post of baby’s first flight!

Pops in a Pod

Last year in December I wrote about being THAT parent on a plane . Well it finally happened, my wife and I became that parent on the pane. We were going to experience what it was like flying with our own kid.

We booked the dreaded early morning flight. We had to wake up in the middle of the night, looking like something that was stuck in the bathroom drain for 6 months. No matter how you groom yourself you will still look like the demogorgon from Stranger Things.

The organized couple that we are, everything was kept ready. The only thing in our way was the sleeping 14-month old. How do we take her without waking the inner and the outer monster? At first we thought of knocking the back of her head with a blunt object rendering her unconscious for a few hours. But then we thought “we…

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Death By Roses

~ thereluctantpoet

Come and read about the process of recovering from heartache

Heart Breathings


death by roses, she thought,
death by roses

but she couldn’t write about that right now –
her skin was too thin not to write about stars,
because heartache was a burden that was too heavy to bear

so, she sat there, writing about stars,
forgetting about how he oncebrought her red roses and watched her bloom

she wrote about stars and kittens and the rising of the sun on cold December mornings,
so that warmth might settle in her bones,
if only for a moment

she sat there, pen in hand,
pretending everything was fine,
writing about stars she couldn’t see,
warmth she could no longer feel

her skin was too thin not to write about stars,
because heartache was a burden that was too heavy to bear,
and when she stopped writing about stars and kittens and the rising of the sun on cold December mornings,

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