National Poetry Month

Did you know it's National Poetry Month? I (Kelli) used to write a lot of poetry, especially in college. It was a lot of angsty stuff inspired by bad boyfriends or break-ups. I wanted to try my hand at writing a poem again, although I am so content now in mycomfortable little family life that I couldn't find much angst to fuel my writing. I did find myself mildly resentful that the routine montony of my life as a housewife stifles the creativity that used to come so easily to me... so that's what I wrote about. Here's my poem, and a challenge for all you mothers out there to write one too! (Dads, you can write a poem as well, but not Josh because when I gave him this challenge he came up with a wretched "love" poem that alluded to my graying hair)

Creative Rebirth by Kelli Price

Sure, I have created.

Three times, all boys --

Tired, hungry, beautiful boys.

And now creativity is forgotten,

Smothered

under plotting, planning, scheduling

ways to get more

sleep

Tossed beneath

stirring, measuring, pouring

little bellies have to

eat

Starved,

discarded, pushed aside

the one thing I can't

feed

Buried under

washing, drying, folding --

and that constant ache for

sleep

Planted in my mind

among rich old memories,

and decay is soon

devoured,

ideas Creep out:

nourished, crisp, and green.

Thoughts are now

awakened,

words Burst

through dim dull routine

and this mom is

ravenous to create again.