Love Struck (Prose)

February 27, 2014 by ramblingsfromamum

“Let’s talk,
just a moment”

index finger raised
forearm lean and tanned
chair scraped across linoleum
scuffed boots, legs stretched out
ankles crossed, frayed denim hems
western shirt crossed checks ~ red white
and emerald green, like his eyes
arms folded casual, across his chest

“now where were we?”

teeth as white as snow
hand brushes wavy hair that had fallen on his brow
three buttons undone, collarbone showing

“like a drink?”
he says,

Spanish accent a breath on my lips
no words escape my open mouth, eyes straight

“perhaps
another Elderberry wine
or was the first one enough?”

“perhaps it doesn’t agree with you, don’t fight it ~ others haven’t”

“ you look a little frightened, I can see it in your face,
tell me have you ever seen the movie Arsenic and Old Lace?”

©jmtacken Feb 26 2014

a nudge from Brian and a thank you.:-)

Poison

February 2, 2013 by ramblingsfromamum

Poison invades my veins
I’m in your bed, my skin hurts

are you my poison, I refuse to
believe, I clamber to my feet

I take aboard your lies, touch my face
all is forgiven the poison that entered

is forgotten

caress my skin say how you love me
you are the boy that is my lover

I ingest what you tell me, pretend
it’s me that you love

there is no anti-venom

Have you ever been a bad bad ‘can I forgive myself’ mummy?

November 8, 2012 by ramblingsfromamum

By this I do not mean that you forgot your son/daughters lunch money (though that has happened).

I do not mean you told them that they couldn’t go play with the chicken pox infested kids next door (though I think that has happened also).

Nor do I mean that you told them they couldn’t have Maccas two days in a row (I definitely have told them this).

I mean those little moments when you did something that caused them physical harm and yes could have led to a Hospital visit.

I shall explain… When my youngest was about 5 she suffered a little with Asthma (you don’t need me to do a link) as you all know what that is.

She suffered from coughing more so than the ‘wheezing’ type (thankfully).

One night in mid winter I had put a vaporiser in her room (do I need a link? – no I shall explain) It’s a plastic box that you fill with water and in the container that half immerses into the water and the top stands up off the container..oh hell I’m putting the link clean-vaporizers-800×800.jpg …one of those things.

In the middle of the morning, when not a creature was stirring not even a mouse (no it was Winter..Santa comes in Summer) a cold and very tired mummy (PLEASE) keep that in mind as you read further, tip-toed into her baby’s room to give her some mummy hugs & cough medicine as she was coughing very badly.

It was dark so I left the light on from the passageway as to not disturb her sleep too much, then carefully poured out the 10ml of cough medicine I had sitting on her bedside table.

“Cough Cough” then louder “Arggghhhh Mum” her beautiful little face screwed up and holding her throat.

“What is it sweety”??

“Tell mummy”?

“You had it before and it was ok”?

“Mummy”, coughing and now tears flowing. “It’s burning”.

I raced to the bedroom light (bugger the sleep) to find that I had given her 10 ml of Eucalyptus oil… yes you guessed it the stuff that goes into the Vaporiser.

PANIC!!!!!!!!!!!

“OMG what did I do, what have I done”???

I raced to the phone and called the Hospital spluttering that I have tried to accidentally kill my child…my baby…with long blonde her to her waist”.

“Calm down take a deep breath, she will be ok” the Nurse on the other end advised.

“Just give her some milk and keep an eye on her for 30 minutes. If you only administered 10ml, the milk will work, she will be ok, trust me” her calming voice replied.

“MILK”? “But surely I have burned her oesophagus,YES …YES it was only 10ml, I didn’t administer it on purpose, it was dark, I’ve POISONED MY BABY“? (Mummy now crying along with daughter).

http://txfx.net/2005/10/20/in-case-of-poison-ingestion-drink-milk/

“No…no you haven’t, if you’re still worried you can bring her in to be checked out”.

After we had both calmed down (ok after I had calmed down) and had hung up the phone,I looked upon my poor sweet, angelic baby girl and hugged her tight.

“I am sooo sorry, it was an accident” I blubbered.