Presenting... Imawriter!

silverlining3

Tue, Apr 28 2020, 3:41 pm

I'm by far no writer. In fact, in school I always hated literature, writing essays etc. A while after I got married I realized I enjoy rhyming words, and with time putting my feelings into those. I'm absolutely not professional but perfect for the small things I need poems for. So here's a poem I wrote today for my mom, on a cute card, since I can't visit during quarantine. Short to the point
What a story
It's been weeks
That being quarantined is for the elders sort of mandatory.
We all wanna be safe.
No to a bigger crowd
Stores closed
No friendly visits allowed.
We all wanna be safe.
So here's out visit from a far
Hello to you
Maybe we'll one day pass by car.
We all wanna be safe.
We miss you ton
And think about you alot
Can't wait to meet and together have fun.
We all WILL be safe!

mamma llama

Tue, Apr 28 2020, 4:24 pm

I wrote this when I was younger, but feel like sharing it anyways... Smile

My memory
oh where it be
My memory
is lost at sea
A memory chip I wish to find
To bring the memories
back to my mind
I search the earth
both far and near
only to realize
my greatest fear
a memory chip
does not exist
my memory
will sure be missed

Edited for grammar...

Last edited by mamma llama on Wed, Sep 09 2020, 10:02 pm; edited 3 times in total

greentea

Tue, Apr 28 2020, 5:05 pm

The mirror reflects an image
Of the terminal disguise
Lost memories, bleed fading colors
Withered skin and rheumy eyes

A gnarled finger beckons
To wander labyrinth halls
Of layered hollowed fragments
Like a set of Russian dolls

The past present and future
Nest inside the cobwebbed space
As much an equal part
As the lines etched on the face

Don't be fooled by this cast shell
Weathered by age and pain
The slack jaw and dribbled applesauce
Looks of pity and disdain

The apple cheeks of youth
And infant reflex grasp
Lie contained inside this locket
Shuttered by a clasp

The wonder fear and trust
Linger on beneath the tarnish
That scraped away reveals the luster
Of many coats of varnish

I face the call of death
Like the innocent beguiled
Return my soul through natural course
Once a woman, twice a child

amother

Denim

Thu, Apr 30 2020, 12:26 pm

I stand proud and erect
I'm a good student
I always said
I study
I listen
I get good marks
I'm a good girl
Follow the rules
Never bend them
Then I got a smartphone
And figured out the wifi password
And every night
I browsed the browser
Watched the movies
Saw gruesome videos
I felt like garbage
Trash
But on the outside
I was the same
Lovely
Fun loving
Good girl
Then came shidduchim
They say
It's not good for shidduchim to have a smartphone
That one, you'll have at home
Get a flip phone
For the street
So I did that
Got engaged
And I was on cloud nine
Yet sinking into a dark tunnel
Wishing I could get out
Two weeks before my weddding
I stopped
I deleted apps from my phone
Thinking is this how I want to go into marriage?
I want to be cleansed

Then I got married
Into a basement
With no service
What joy I felt
When I was with my husband
I didnt long for the internet
For Instagram
For Netflix
I just felt perfect
That I didnt have this nisayon any more

Then I moved.
Having service once again
Phew
But!
I installed a filter right away
On my phone
On all my devices
Because everyone can have a relapse

Yes my husband knows of what I went through
I told him
One night
And he was so proud
And he made me feel so warm inside

Baruch hashem I overcame my urges
My longing
For the internet
But for all you out there
Stuck in this rut
I feel you
KEEP STRONG

amother

Maroon

Sun, May 10 2020, 11:54 pm

The freedom of quarantine:

For 31 months I barely moved without my phone,
In the beginning it was to make sure I didn’t miss a call from the NICU in the few short hours I left her bedside, sleeping fitfully with my cell phone under my pillow not to ch’v miss a call with who knows what kind of news...
Later on, once bh home it was to make sure the home nurses will not have an excuse to barge into my bedroom (which still happened though) they were told to call or text with any questions if we were not in baby’s room and I sure didn’t want to miss a call from them.
We were also always waiting for this doctor, insurance company, NP or therapist to get back to me and so, wherever I went my trusty phone followed to not miss that long awaited call back...
And so time marched on. I hated always having to be within earshot of “phone” but was always scared of punkt missing “that” call (Murphy’s law always striked like when I would take a quick bathroom break sans phone...)

Even when we gave up night nursing I still kept my phone near my bed as I was using it as an alarm clock, almost always waiting for an email reply from the doctor and often had therapists coming early in the morning or confirming/cancelling so didn’t want to miss out when those texts were coming in, nor of the nurses texting with their cancellation excuses (or me trying to track them down when there was a no show)

At some point Princess started school, it took a few months but we finally had a really great, devoted nurse. I was finally able to breathe a bit- but still, emergencies were still bound to happen, and we all know when they tend to strike... so phone continued to accompany me, yet I wasn’t as tethered.
And then Covid happened. And there’s no school, and no nurse and I’m fully in charge and a phone that’s floating around the house with a few hundred unread texts. Getting charged only every couple of days, and who cares! There’s a landline if you're looking for me and a cell phone that’s in isolation and so doesn’t miss me 😊
I’m free!!

Last edited by amother on Thu, May 14 2020, 12:27 pm; edited 1 time in total

thriver

Mon, May 11 2020, 5:06 am

🥳 love it gamzehyaavor! I’m on my phone this minute responding... we need this phone for teleconference davening and it’s been my line to the outside world... but I wish I’d detach and focus on the inside one more. I wish I had the strength to let go and take more advantage of the time with my family. But you have inspired me. Down it goes. Today is a new day and a new start. Thanks for the inspiration! ❤️

the world's best mom

Mon, May 11 2020, 5:31 am

I cannot run this school today,
This tired mommy wants to say.
There’s something hurting in my head.
I wish I could just stay in bed.
The kids are crying, fighting, shouting
And I really need an outing.

Phones are droning wherever I turn
And children cry, “I don’t want to learn!”
The baby doesn’t feel like sleeping,
And my 4 year old won’t stop weeping.
The laundry, dishes and messes all wait.
“You must call your conference! You’re already late!”

When I try to walk out the door,
Children come running, three, four, or more.
“You can’t go out. You’ll miss your class!”
“We’ll call from outside to help time pass.”
So the entire family heads outside,
With phones still droning and there’s nowhere to hide.

My headache doesn’t go away
With all these noises here to stay.
I want to clean but where should I start?
I think this chaos is affecting my heart.
What? What’s that you say?
You say it’s time for a vacay?
Bye! I’m going right away!