Category Archives: Daughters

Poetic Tribute by Eight-Year-Old to her Mother

This unsolicited and unprompted tribute was offered by just-turned-eight Jeneva last night. For the benefit of those challenged in any way by the inventive spelling, here is an edited version: A Poem for my Mommy Your … eyes twinkle from … Continue reading

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Talk of Writing Wrongs

GloMoWriMo Day 15 Prompt is as follows: ‘Today, I’d like to challenge you to write your own dramatic monologue.’ I write; but when I write then should I yearn For all to like what I set out? And if they … Continue reading

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The Caws of Understanding Crows on You

GloMoWriMo Day 14 Prompt is as follows: Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem that incorporates homophones, homographs, and homonyms, or otherwise makes productive use of English’s ridiculously complex spelling rules and opportunities for mis-hearings and mis-readings. … Continue reading

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Warmongers and Reason; Specially Needy

guns lose way chime room order smells now ring want chatter fear     Those relying on guns should lose way to chime In the room for order, Smells and sounds of conflict now ring all the time They want … Continue reading

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Remedial Family Reunion

What joy; Elder Daughter has come to stay All the way from her home in U.K., With news that offers a special feature: Promotion as Remedial Teacher! She is now in charge of that whole section, As, on abilities, reflection, … Continue reading

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On Saturday before the gala I went to the fleamarket with a particular shopping list in mind. Amazingly, I came away with everything I had wanted, at complete bargain prices. I got a light to attach to the shed ceiling, … Continue reading

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My Daughter and Prostitution!

This headline and heading appeared in our morning paper, the Natal Mercury:  “The dark side of the moon  Durban is a port, giving it a history of prostitution as old as the city itself” This was no sooner set eyes … Continue reading

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