Work Life Balance
(I ultimately took out the “every day seems the same” prompt because it wasn’t adding to the poem itself, though this poem was very much inspired by the prompt nevertheless. I’m not sure if the spacing is working - I’m trying to have work on one side and home on the other. Needs to be tinkered with more, and the diction could be improved…putting it out there so I can revisit it later).
Home
I rage against the coming of the light beeping alarm
I squandar my most treasured hour for …just a few more minutes of… ZZZ
Earthy, nutty aroma of hot coffee the few moments of calm before the chaos begins
A beeping alarm disrupts the calm “I don’t want to go to Daycare!”
“Is it a weekend?”
I wish
I should get them a healthy breakfast Okay - fine Frosted Flakes again “Maybe tomorrow momma”
Daycare drop off “Uppy hugs” goodbye
Traffic to **Work**
Earthy, nutty aroma of hot coffee
the few moments of calm
before the chaos/classes begin(s)
A ringing bell
disrupts the calm
“I don’t
want to
write that
essay”
(I don’t want
to mark them
but that’s left
unsaid)
I should stop giving them
lessons on comma splices, they never listen.
Maybe next time
Bell
Teach
Bell
Teach
Bell
(Madly try to
photocopy hastily
prepared lessons
while eating a sandwich)
Bell
Teach
Bell
Teach
Bell
Try to tackle pile of marking
Give up, plan for lessons tomorrow
Traffic to
Home
Daycare pickup “Momma!!”
Make supper (Madly try to eat my supper while getting second helpings, cutting kid’s food, explaining why we have to eat vegetables - another lesson unheeded)
Clean up supper Help find a particular toy Pick up toys Get out crayons Pick up crayons Tea Party with a bear
Put on PJs Brush Teeth Bed for the kids Put the kids back in bed Put the kids back in bed Put the kids back in bed
Try to tackle pile of marking Give up, pack lunches for tomorrow
Repeat