Love ‘n Hate

Money art "Love and Hate" by Dan Tague
Money art “Love and Hate” by Dan Tague

Love ‘n hate
love ‘n hate
two emotions
from the same plate.

You nourish me
then take from me.
All I do
is contemplate.

The future with,
the future without,
I cannot resolve
this debate.

I’m tied in knots.
I walk on shells.
Love ‘n hate.
Love ‘n hate.
Why must I wait
to learn my fate?

This month’s challenge at Memee’s Poetry Parties is Love’n Hate. I cannot win and I do not vote. I do always participate. It’s a good exercise for me. Besides I love all of the amazing work that comes from each of you.

Memee’s Poetry Parties is open to poets of all ages and languages. Each entrant is allowed one poem per month.  I encourage you to challenge your fellow bloggers and send your followers to read and vote for their favorite. The voting window opens on Thanksgiving Day and closes on the 30th so put the link to the punchbowl out on all your media platforms during that time.

Good luck!

Amen to that!

If you wanna play #wcw with me, here's your badge!
If you wanna play #wcw with me, here’s your badge!

So last week I was verbally attacked on Facebook in a “private” group of over 300 individuals. I was first off shocked and surprised that I found myself in the situation. And then, secondly, I was shocked that a person would go somewhere public and make themselves appear off-balanced and crazy.  I mean, if I walked into the local library and started explicating loudly into the group about all of my troubles and anger toward someone, even if it were fair to be upset at the person — in my case, there was no rationale for it — someone would call the cops and I’d go to the loony bin.

Anyway, in honor of this being a new week, fresh from my hurt I felt over that situation, I leave you with this quote which I say, “Amen” to:

Amen to that! | Memee's Musings

 

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That’s so super simple, you just might want to do it too!

* To see the badge I earned, visit my very first #WCW post. And, here’s my pingback: Rebirth of Lisa

You Just Had a Baby

via Where My Heart Resides
Author:  Ashlee Gadd

To: myself, and anyone else who needs to read this.

Ashlee & Her Inspiration

You just had a baby.

I know your jeans don’t fit. It sucks. I know you tried on seventeen pairs at Nordstrom Rack last week and almost cried in the dressing room. I know you went to Gap after that and tried on fourteen other pairs and almost cried in that dressing room. I know the only thing you bought that day was a pair of sweatpants and a loose white t-shirt. It’s okay.

You just had a baby.

I know your to-do list is never finished. I know you’re worried about things like savings accounts and college funds and life insurance and making a will. You don’t need to do any of those things today. You’ll do them soon enough.

You just had a baby.

I know you’re trying to balance your dream job (which pays nothing, yet), and your regular job (which pays a little), and trying to figure out how to pay for daycare and how to find a daycare and how to not feel guilty about using a daycare. I know more than anything right now, you want help with your super active toddler who needs to run, run, run while you need to sit, sit, sit and breastfeed, again. It’s okay.

You just had a baby.

I know you’re trying to figure out how to cook meals that are not scrambled eggs and how to stop running out of milk at the end of the week and how to get your toddler to poop in the potty. I know you secretly just want 100 hours of babysitting so you can make a baby book and create a meal plan and go to Costco and organize your closet and shave your legs and write overdue thank you cards and clean off your desktop and cut your fingernails and vacuum every room and maybe, just maybe, watch a movie? With popcorn? And milk duds? It’s okay to wish for those things.

You just had a baby.

I know everyone is starting Whole30 and making 25 resolutions and setting goals and choosing One Word for the year. I know you’re eating peanut butter cups in the bathroom and making resolutions you don’t even think you’ll keep and trying to think of One Word that isn’t SURVIVE but it’s the One Word you keep coming back to because damn, this two-kid thing is hard.

I know you’re exhausted. And frustrated. And overwhelmed. And sleep deprived. And thankful. And grateful. And happy. And tired.

You just had a baby.

I know everything feels undone. I know being a grown-up sucks. I know your house is a mess. I know you have writer’s block. I know you feel behind. I know you wish you were superwoman. I know. I know.

But.

You just had a baby.

So, let’s stop pretending like that didn’t just happen.
And let’s give you some grace and permission.

You don’t have to answer every e-mail, every text, or every invitation that comes your way. You don’t have to keep your house clean or make fancy dinners this week or plan your family vacation for the year. You don’t have to take your toddler to the dentist or figure out how to save for college right now.

Let it be.

Eat a bagel. Heck, eat two bagels. Let your baby nap on your chest. Pretend to be a dinosaur with your toddler. Go to Target by yourself and look at all the things. Watch Parenthood and cry a little. Go to brunch with your friends. Rest.

You’re fine.

And when you go to bed tonight thinking of the 63 items left on your to-do list, feeling unaccomplished and disappointed in yourself, I want you to repeat after me.

I. Just. Had. A. Baby.

A baby!

Relax. You’re doing great.

Love,
Me.

☀ ☀ ☀ ☀ ☀

If you just had a baby, please visit Ashlee’s blog and let her know that this blog post helped you make it through your day! And, blessings, congratulations and happiness to you and that sweet bumpkin of yours! — Memee

Tweet: #Blogger Ashlee Gadd lovingly supports new mom's in today's calling card.

Battle Ground

via Tea With Ellie
Author:  
Eloise Shorneylove-is-a-battlefield

I love him

Like the sky loves a storm

 Cover my eyes

Ignore what he wreaks on my soul

I love him

Like the earth loves the sun

I bask in his glory

Splitting wide open

Becoming undone

I need this

I need it

I need to throw myself away

To a boy who won’t even catch me

Because that is what I make love to be

it is the destroying, the extreme.

It is not the sun, warming the leaves

It is not the storm releasing the heavens

It is the fire, the blackened tree tops,

It is the burning, cracking earth.

It is.

No more.

I will not be victim

I will not open

I will not cover my eyes

I will let this need go.

Let him go.

Because love should not be a battle ground

It should not split and bleed me out

It should

Fulfil me

Not be this aching gnawing need

I love him

Like no one should ever love anyone

Because love

Should not destroy you

But make you

But in all truth

All I’ve learnt of love

Didn’t come from him

But how I felt about my own skin.

So before I let another in

I need to learn to love myself

Before I fall in love with him.

Battle Ground is one of three winning poetry submissions from February’s poetry party: How Do I Love Thee? It was submitted by Eloise Shorney.  To read more of Ellie’s wonderful poems join her for Tea at Elliesian’s Visions.

Challenge yourself with the art of poetry, all writers, all ages welcome to join Memee’s Poetry Party… after you’ve submitted your original work, challenge your friends to join in the fun!

Battle Ground original poem © Eloise Shorney 2015-2017. All rights reserved.
Battle Ground post: © Memee’s Musings/B.L. Memee, 2015-2017. All rights reserved.

How Do I Love Thee Poetry Party #howdoilovetheepoetryparty

Poetry Party!

Blogging 201, your pace is kickin’ my butt! Today I was supposed to dive into social networking and before I even got a chance to get to it you’ve posted that it’s now time to learn more about events! What the heck, I’m already behind so skipping ahead, here I am, hours later, creating my first event, it’s the: How do I Love Thee Poetry Party! Continue reading

Love: Defined

The word love… it represents everything. It is what we long and dream of; it is the subject of epic novels, great songs and touching movies; it is the one thing we will sacrifice anything for; it can make the colors of the world brighter and more vibrant and life exciting, thrilling and fulfilling; it is what we all seek and something that some never truly find. Love gives us a reason to live. And for some it can destroy everything. Sometimes the word is used casually and does not hold much meaning but that is not the love we need. We need true love… Continue reading

Sitting Alone

Sitting Alone

Sitting alone upon my bed
memories of times together we shared
these visions of you are clogging my head.
I eat. I drink. I sleep.

Sitting alone upon my bed
memories of times together we shared
these visions of you are clogging my head.
I cry. I weep. I steep.

Sitting alone upon my bed
memories of times together we shared
these visions of you are clogging my head.
I hunger; I thirst for your touch
I weep as I sleep dreaming of us.

I awaken and start my day anew.
In the morning I’ll begin the day
feeling happy just thinking of you
because for a brief moment of time
I am able to forget
that in a few short hours I’ll be all alone
in what once was our bed.

 I’ll wail.  I’ll wallow.  My heart filled with sorrow
I now remember what will inevitably follow:
Dreams of you that feel so real
that once again I will forget
that we’re not together
the past is dead.

Again I will waken and start a day fresh and new.
In the morning I’ll feel happiness
I’ll be thinking of you.
For a short time
dreams will make me forget
that once again I will find myself
sitting alone upon my bed
with visions of you clogging my head.

*Special shout out to Jasmine for the poem challenge. You keep inspiring me with your writing, your openness and desire to connect!
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