Monday, October 20, 2008

Haiku: Never Ending

It was one of those days where little was accomplished, although the kids seemed to groove fairly well under the new regimen. Pete's been out of town every week for quite awhile. My arsenal of parenting skills is woefully depleted when I'm performing the solo act.

I light the fire and watch it consume and grow and warm. I pray. I think. I regret. And then another day will start anew. And I hope it ends with less remorse.

Questioning myself
amid the daily chaos.
How will it turn out?

Toss more doubts upon
a pyre flaws created.
Failure fuels the flames.

[One Single Impression has a seemingly never-ending supply of great poetry. [And also mine.] Do check out the poets and wannabes.]


Edward S Gault said...

I know well what you mean about parenting, I've been through that
myself. I'm sure your doing a great job, just hang in there!
I loved your haiku.
Thank you for sharing it.

anthonynorth said...

Worry comes with the job, I think. The secret is how to manage it.

Sian said...

Blowing failures up the chimney is a great solution to a less that perfect day.
You are a great Mum - the crap ones don't care when they yell.

Anonymous said...

Just note the failures and then light them on fire. Nice poem about never-ending parenting!

Lori the eco-artist said...

We won't really know how it all turns for a few more try and enjoy the ride. From my perspective, you're kids are awesome. How can they not be, with you guys as parents? Hopefully Pete will be back in the nest soon.

Tumblewords: said...

Regrets come in many forms - well written!

Anonymous said...

I am still wondering if I DID it right, and my daughter has her own children.
Best of luck to you. Your poem is great.

Jillie Bean (AKA Bubba's Sis) said...

Sounds like Satan whispering in your ear. Tell him to buzz off! You're doing GREAT!

Great 'kus tho. I've known the feeling all too well.

Kathie Brown said...

My kids are grown but your poems bring back all the joy and angst of being a parent. We always want to do better, don't we? Kids create their own chaos. Mine are more forgiving of me than I am of myself. I bet you're doing a great job. Parenting is never ending, even when they move out!

SandyCarlson said...

I know the feeling. You are quite a trouper to get through it. I have one child and often feel wiped out.

Anonymous said...

Hmmm, it is hard being a parent and being a mom is a tough job, I must say.

But one day they will all grow up and they themselves will say thank you to you and tell you that you were the best.

Tricia said...

Every time I have to fly solo, I think about all the single moms and wish them lots of strength and some down time.

Beth P. said...

I used to wonder, during my single parent days, what the purpose was of washing the clothes, dishes, faces, as they were all about to be dirty again. It is a never-ending, seemingly thankless job. But neither is true.

Thank you for the great job you're doing...conscious parenting is the hardest thing to do in the world, I think.

Jim said...

Hi Patios, this is parenting at its roots, what will be the results of my efforts? I like your verse here, it rings a bell with me.

As a father of five I have been there. I surely did wish then that there was a 'how to raise kids right' book. There isn't one.
You could attempt and do pretty well after they are raised but every one is different.
For a long time we swore by Dr. Spock and it turned out he was right on quite a bit.

Melody said...

Oh it all sounds so familiar, and it does get better, kind of, they grow up and we just have different things to worry about. But we can be lucky and have grandchildren and that is another gift, so much easier. Take a big breath and know you have another day to try again.


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