'Birthday' - we all have one. The day we are born, a marker for our annual celebrations. We all experience that birthday differently and have our own feelings, and thoughts about what it means and what we want from it.
‘Birthday’ – we all have one. The day we are born, a marker for our annual celebrations. We all experience that birthday differently and have our own feelings, and thoughts about what it means and what we want from it.
What does it mean to you? What arrives? What stories or significant moments or memories present?
We hope you enjoy our poems this week.
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The next week’s word is ‘moth’
Hope to see you there.
Time to celebrate my date of birth
It rolls around like regular clockwork
A reminder to myself and others
That I’ve passed some more time on this earth
Cards, texts, presents and party hats
Phone calls, photos, cakes and candle wax
Traditional songs, food and culture
Marks a special ritual in my life
So I need to share some facts
On my next birthday you’ll find
My birthday will be on February Twenty Nine
It only rolls around every four years
So that means I’ll be turning eighteen
You see I’m a leaper still in my teens PJR 17.10.2022
Why are birthdays important And celebrated each year After all it is called a birthday Not a BirthYEAR with annual cheer
I get that there’s a moment A date/day/time of birth Related to when we came out Or were born with tears or mirth
It is the celebration, I query, the rigid annual convention It cannot be late or forgotten When forgiveness can be the ask or beg As when missing it ‘means’ something in the ‘neg’
Spare consideration Of the person whose birthdate arrives Getting all those well wishes When all they may want is disguise
Some want it remembered Some want it forgotten Some want big parties Some want silence at home Some are joyous on the day Some are sad and wanna keep it at bay
Some put it on Facebook And get that cake symbol So that on the day or around it People with messages get nimble Why do we seek the annual applause And celebrate with a tear When we could feel joy, love and appreciation For every moment in every year?
NRS 17th October 2022
A life enjoyed
a life ahead –
Prepped for the operation
bag packed in the car –
excitement building –
Farewells said in case
names ready –
contractions steady –
Surgeon’s delicate precision
long way to go –
Taking longer than expected
getting more intense –
cervix dilating –
head crowning –
breath wakening –
scream deafening –
soul arriving –
welcome Sid –
Anniversary of death
anniversary of birth –
time on earth –
TLaB 17th October 22
As I commence this day Feeling the usual dribble The same routine no spark or rhythm Here we go again
There goes the phone My friend Marge for sure She always rings on Tuesdays The same old chat, I guess it’s kinda nice
Oh an invitation for brunch I believe that’s late breakfast early lunch In eagerness I accept I feel a spark in my day
Laying out my best attire Excitement building, must look my best Marge picks me up on the dot Off we go, such good friends
She is such a tonic I love her outlook Lifts the day, including me I listen with enthusiasm
Oh my gosh it’s one o’clock What a meal, what a chat I so enjoy Marge, she’s good for me Sees things that I can’t see
We arrive home, another cuppa afoot A natural trend we follow Not feeling the usual dribble at all In fact, feeling rather special
Well, it’s not my birthday that’s for sure It just goes to show Forget the out of sorts day A special day did follow