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Mum’s Gone to Poetry Corner

Trish Burgess Posted on29/06/201007/04/2016 Lucky Dip 19 Comments
What you will read below isn’t what I’d call poetry. Verse? Maybe. A ditty? Possibly. Should Pam Ayres be worried? Probably not.
I wrote it when Rory was a toddler. I found it the other day and thought, bugger it, let’s blow the dust off it and plonk it on the blog.
Bedtime Bliss?
I pull up his duvet around him
And wearily mumble ‘Night night’
I close the door slowly behind me
Making sure there’s a gap for the light

Stripey socks, little pants and a T-shirt
Are scattered about in the hall
My joints creak in time with the floorboards
As I bend down to gather them all

The bathroom resembles a war zone
Little boats ceremoniously sunk
By huge plastic lemonade bottles
From which lots of bath water’s been drunk

I empty the bath of its clutter
And whizz round the tide mark with Vim
I notice the toilet seat’s up again
There are dribbles all over the rim

I gingerly walk down the staircase
Avoiding the lego and bricks
The handrail is sticky with chocolate
I hazard a guess at a Twix

The kitchen looks nothing like Delia’s
Grubby handprints are smeared on the door
Something sloppy has stuck to my slippers
And I’m spreading it all round the floor

After scrubbing and sweeping and mopping
I look to see what’s on TV
But Hubby comes home at that moment
He’s hopeful I’ve made him some tea

As he peers in the fridge and the oven
I tell him I’ve had a bad day
Then guiltily hold up a menu
‘Indian or Chinese Takeaway?’

We relax as we nibble a bhaji
And crunch on a spiced poppadom
But just as the balti is beckoning
An ear-splitting noise is heard…..MUUUUUUMMMMM.

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19 Comments

  1. The Dotterel Reply
    29/06/2010 at 11:45 am

    Love it… iambic trimeter, my favourite

  2. Trish @ Mum's Gone to... Reply
    29/06/2010 at 11:52 am

    @dotterel – ooh is it? Yes, I knew it was that…honest!

  3. Steve Reply
    29/06/2010 at 12:15 pm

    I remember those days only too well. Possibly because it was literally only yesterday…!

  4. Very Bored in Catalunya Reply
    29/06/2010 at 12:32 pm

    Love it, that's just what we are going through at the minute, minus the takeaways… xx

  5. Deer Baby Reply
    29/06/2010 at 4:17 pm

    Hilarious! And familiar. We've just given Sonny his own bathroom – down in the basement – and I thought it would really make a difference to the state of the other one. But no. There's still dribbles, wet towels and wet footprints. Hmmmm.

    I wanted to reply in a limerick but I'm struggling with what rhymes with Lincoln.

  6. Trish @ Mum's Gone to... Reply
    29/06/2010 at 5:08 pm

    @Steve and @Very bored – now I can't get in the bathroom and when I do, the smell of Lynx is overpowering.

    @Deer Baby – Lincoln? Oh I see, I'm the old woman of Lincoln..shire. My town is Spalding and that's tough too as only 'balding' fits!

  7. libby Reply
    29/06/2010 at 6:04 pm

    Makes me miss those long gone days….such lovely words and such lovely memories

  8. Ladybird World Mother Reply
    29/06/2010 at 7:38 pm

    Ahhhh. HAD to come and see you after your lovely comment… and how glad I did. Poem is a triumph of not just iambic doo dah, but also of Motherhood. Brings back lots of memories, although it isnt that long ago since I was doing just that… now off to see other posts of yours… could be some time. x

  9. TheMadHouse Reply
    29/06/2010 at 7:54 pm

    I feel as though I am still stuck in this groundhog day, I have lego imprints on the soles of my feet. Oh get Tim, you can take the teacher out of the classroom etc…………..

  10. Trish @ Mum's Gone to... Reply
    30/06/2010 at 8:31 am

    @Libby – thank you. Seems like yesterday and yet a long time ago too!!

    @Labybird WM – Welcome, welcome! Pull up a chair and I'll stick the kettle on.

    @The Mad House – Iambic trimeter the man says. Sheesh, and I thought it was just da-da-da-dee-dum-dum dee-da-da.

  11. Kate Reply
    30/06/2010 at 12:28 pm

    You have hidden talents – move over Pam!

  12. Trish @ Mum's Gone to... Reply
    30/06/2010 at 4:11 pm

    @Kate – she fills theatres, that woman. I can fill a kettle?

  13. KidsTravel2 Reply
    30/06/2010 at 7:32 pm

    funny post – could have been written about my house/life/kids!

  14. MadameSmokinGun Reply
    01/07/2010 at 12:07 am

    Bloomin' genius!

  15. Trish @ Mum's Gone to... Reply
    01/07/2010 at 6:10 am

    @KidsTravel" – can't believe I wrote it about 11 years ago; things obviously don't change with little ones?

    @Madame SG – now you're being silly!

  16. sally Reply
    01/07/2010 at 4:57 pm

    Now Rory is grown and at fourteen
    He can laugh at the things that he did
    Bet you no longer have sticky handprints
    But you still have the wee on the lid!

    Sally x

  17. Trish @ Mum's Gone to... Reply
    01/07/2010 at 5:22 pm

    @Sally – BRAVO!

    So pleased you joined in. And yes, you're quite right. Men, eh?

  18. diney Reply
    03/07/2010 at 3:52 pm

    As my mother's maiden name was Lincoln I know the rhyme is Stinkin'

    Great ditty!

  19. Trish @ Mum's Gone to... Reply
    04/07/2010 at 6:02 pm

    @diney – stinkin! Of course. Did you often write limericks about your mother?

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