Cape Town

Cape Town And Table Mountain In The Evening

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Study Abroad.”

I would live in Cape Town
That beautiful city by the sea—
The home of my mother’s birth
I would live near family
And all those dear to me

No means No

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Set It To Rights.”

Under pressure as only a parent can be
I said Yes after I had already said No
I couldn’t eat, I couldn’t pray, I couldn’t sleep
Until I went back and said my No means No
And when I say No, that’s what No means
I’m sorry I said Yes when I meant No
But please know that from now on
No means No

Too Big To Fail

Woman Hands Typing In A Laptop In A Coffee Shop

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/too-big-to-fail/

If I was guaranteed not to fail
I would become a professional poet
And write poetry for all my photography

Comic Act

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In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “I’d Like to Thank My Cats.”

I’d like to thank my cats
But I don’t have any so instead
I will have to thank the rats
I can hear in the ceiling overhead
The award I do not know
I’ve never put on a show
My singing hurts the ears
Of those who can hear
So these words will have to
Sing a song for me

Art of Teaching

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In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “We Can Be Taught!.”

A great teacher takes the hand of another
And teaches that person to become the future self
That person would like to become one day

Soul Singer

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So many things I wish I could do better
Dancing and painting and writing love letters
Running and cycling and swimming, all three
But there is one thing I wish I could be
And that is to sing, and be a soul singer

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/i-have-confidence-in-me/

Good and Bad

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “I Have Confidence in Me.”

There are a few things I am good at. I was good at mathematics at school. I loved it. I completed two years of math major at university, and received a degree in Computational & Applied Math. I love helping my children with their math homework. I love the numbers and patterns. I am a pattern type of person.

I am good at Application Development. But I am not confident. There is always something that has the power to trip me up. I have struggled with a few things when trying to integrate different systems. My husband can solve any problem. If you give my husband a problem he will solve it. I do not have that level of confidence. And it causes me a lot of stress and insecurity. I never considered myself a right-brained person. But perhaps I am, and that is why I stuggle so much with feelings of confidence. Currently I am on a sabbatical from work until the end of April. To have more time with my children, and to finish my book (it’s finished, hence my increased postings!)

I was terrible at languages at school. My language grades were always the lowest. With math the answer would be right or wrong. With literature I would have to guess what the poet meant when the poem was written. I hated having to decipher hidden meanings. Not my style. So I try and write simply. I lost all my confidence on a One-day poetry workshop. The more I learn about writing the less it makes me want to write. So decided in September I would write purely to comfort myself and to make myself happy. And am willing to share what I write. No more pressure than that.

Thank you for reading!

Style

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Imitation/Flattery.”

To write in the style of another writer
Would be an impossible thing to do
For writing is as a signature
However hard you try and imitate
It will always be in the style
Of the one and only you

#thiswaswritteninthestyleofme

Field of Dreams

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https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/just-a-dream/

I’m fleeing, need to escape
Further and further away
Until I see in front of me
Three doors – A, B and C
I look left and right
And then proceed straight ahead
Very cautiously
To see beyond the Door of B
Trees of peace, so lush and green
Air so fresh, very real to me
My nightmare is passed and
I am surrounded by a
Glorious Field of Dreams

Obituary

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https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/in-loving-memory/

Mother of two
And wife of one
Loved while she lived
And we loved her