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Melanie Jennings
'Should be asleep by now...' anything i can change please? poetry c/c?
So I creep upstairs to tuck him in, should be asleep by now.
8 years old and 10 o'clock don't get on so well
but as I near the bedroom, something's very clear,
That little sod, he's wide awake, and hiding somewhere here.
'oh Samuel' i start to call, ' should be in bed by now'
'come on now this isn't fun, we don't want to have to row'
I hear a giggle from in his room, see bouncing on the bed!
The little monkey jumps straight down and runs past me instead.
'come on, you're being silly' 'should be in bed by now'
'oh, don't climb in the wardrobe' 'you, know you're not allowed'
I've had enough by now, I think, this is no child of mine.
Any other night he'd be asleep by five past nine.
I grab him as he passes 'should be in bed by now'
his tops pulled up over his face, as if to hide somehow
I pull back the covers and he leaps straight into bed
Grabs the cover, pulls it up, straight over his head.
I tuck him in and smile, 'should be asleep by now'
At least we got there in the end, and all is good and well
'I love you son, now go to sleep, it will be morning soon'
I stroke the back of his tiny head, and go to leave the room
'
'Its time to turn the lights off' 'should be asleep by now'
'check for monsters daddy, 'cos only you know how'
I sigh and smile and back I go to peer under the bed.
Anything to get my boy to rest his sleepy head.
I lift the duvet and give a sigh 'should be asleep by now'
I take a yawn and and take a peek and wipe my weary brow.
I little face looks at me, my heart is filled with dread
'Daddy,daddy, help me, There's someone in my bed'
1 AnswerPoetry8 years agoAny advice on this short simple poem please?
So I creep upstairs to tuck him in, should be asleep by now.
8 years old and 10 o'clock don't get on so well
but as I near the bedroom, something's very clear,
That little sod, he's wide awake, and hiding somewhere here.
'oh Samuel' i start to call, ' should be in bed by now'
'come on now this isn't fun, we don't want to have to row'
I hear a giggle from in his room, see bouncing on the bed!
The little monkey jumps straight down and runs past me instead.
'come on, you're being silly' 'should be in bed by now'
'oh, don't climb in the wardrobe' 'you, know you're not allowed'
I've had enough by now, I think, this is no child of mine.
Any other night he'd be asleep by five past nine.
I grab him as he passes 'should be in bed by now'
his tops pulled up over his face, as if to hide somehow
I pull back the covers and he leaps straight into bed
Grabs the cover, pulls it up, straight over his head.
I tuck him in and smile, 'should be asleep by now'
At least we got there in the end, and all is good and well
'I love you son, now go to sleep, it will be morning soon'
I stroke the back of his tiny head, and go to leave the room
'
'Its time to turn the lights off' 'should be asleep by now'
'check for monsters daddy, 'cos only you know how'
I sigh and smile and back I go to peer under the bed.
Anything to get my boy to rest his sleepy head.
I lift the duvet and give a sigh 'should be asleep by now'
I take a yawn and and take a peek and wipe my weary brow.
I little face looks at me, my heart is filled with dread
'Daddy,daddy, help me, There's someone in my bed'
'
2 AnswersPoetry8 years agoHow do I create a double sided leaflet and then email it as a PDF file?
I need to create an A5 leaflet, with certain information on each side and then send it to someone as a PDF file as part of an assignment. Can someone please advise me as to what will be the easiest and best programme to use to do this and how I would go about making the 2 sided leaflet and then converting it into a PDF file.
Im lost help please
thank you
3 AnswersSoftware8 years agohelp please i really need ideas asap! (poetry)?
Ive been asked to be part of a book called "ten of the best" with 9 other poets.
My problem is that i need to have 200-600 lines of my poetry ready for review by december 5th. I have a few pieces already but my mind is blank!!! talk about timing :( anyone have any ideas on subjects for a new piece. I dont really want to miss this opportunity.
Thanks guys x
1 AnswerPoetry10 years agowe were. . . were you? c/c pls (poem)?
(Yes we were terrible teenagers)
Sat beneath the stars we were, supping pepsi from a can
on the bridge near castle farm, just hiding from me mam
Twas 10 o clock and fairly dark for kids of just fourteen.
But we were brave and strong and tough and menacing and mean
Trailing through the streets we were, hoods up and walking tall
Scowling at the passers by, obnoxious and knowing all.
Kicking through the flower beds not having any cares
Smoking crafty cigs behind the shops our parents unaware.
Watching passing trains we were, whilst climbing in the trees
Laughing uncontrollably and chanting in the breeze
Spray paint cans and marker pens, graffiti through the town
having a ball, cos we were 'ard' you couldnt bring us down
Throwing eggs and stones we were, foolish to our crime
a group of little vandals, just school kids in our prime.
Climbing into gardens, kidnapping small, clay gnomes
making the most of all the things 'you wouldnt do at home
running from police we were, because they'd seen our stash
a bottle of some cheap flat beer and about one hundred fags.
Taking rules from no- one, not listening to a word
cos we were just too cool for school, one day we'd rule the world
Tucked in bed asleep we were, wearing kisses goodnight from dad
cos really we were children, we werent always bad
So to all you tiny terrors, id just like you to know
Weve been there, done that, seen it all,not quite so long ago
please c/c thanks
4 AnswersPoetry10 years agowe were. ... pls c/c my poem?
Sat beneath the stars we were, supping pepsi from a can,
on the bridge near castle farm, just hiding from me mam.
Twas 10 o clock and fairly dark for kids of just fourteen.
But we were brave and strong and tough and menacing and mean.
Trailing through the streets we were, hoods up and walking tall,
Scowling at the passers by, obnoxious and knowing all.
Kicking through the flower beds not having any cares
Smoking crafty cigs behind the shops our parents unaware.
Watching passing trains we were, whilst climbing in the trees
Laughing uncontrollably and chanting in the breeze.
Spray paint cans and marker pens, graffiti through the town,
having a ball, cos we were 'ard' you couldnt bring us down.
Throwing eggs and stones we were, foolish to our crime
a group of little vandals, just school kids in our prime.
Climbing into gardens, kidnapping small, clay gnomes,
making the most of all the things 'you wouldnt do at home'
running from police we were, because they'd seen our stash
a bottle of some cheap flat beer and about one hundred fags.
Taking rules from no- one, not listening to a word
cos were were just too cool for school, one day we'd rule the world.
Tucked in bed asleep we were, wearing kisses goodnight from dad,
cos really we were children, we werent always bad.
So to all you tiny terrors, id just like you to know.
Weve been there, done that, heard it all, not quite so long ago
2 AnswersPoetry10 years agoConcealing a true identity? poem?
Shrinking back into the shadows, not wanting to be seen
I view the streets and buildings high and all thats inbetween,
Looking for an outlet, a route or some escape
I dart across the busy roads, straight home where all is safe.
Its not so easy hiding, denying what is true
it seems my only option so not to tell the truth
Everyday i live a lie, concealing what is mine
Grasping false acceptance to portray a happy life.
A strict regime i have to follow so all is not revealed
I rush around, head covered, eyes down, but most of all concealed.
The deed is done, all is well for another month at least,
i take a breath, relax, sit down, content my goal is reached.
Everywhere across the lands im mocked for this choice i make
joked about for what ive become, but its really their mistake
I'm not what they think i am, their taunts are more than wrong
Oh if only i could let them see, im not a natural blonde.
1 AnswerPoetry10 years agoHelp possible pregnant dog feeding kitten!?
Hi I was wondering if anyOne knows why my dog is doing this or if it indicates phantom pregnancy etc.
We have recently rehomed a miniature poodle and the last week she has had milk coming from her nipples, we have felt her stomach and maybe felt 1 pup but not 100% sure but we Also have a kitten and our dog will follow it around then keep 'pawing', 'tapping' him until he follows her n then lie down and put her body next to him so he can nurse from her!
Is this normal or are we supposed to let them do this or stop them etc.
Someone pls help thnk u
5 AnswersDogs10 years agoHelp with samsung galaxy tab charger/usb cable not working properly?
Can anyone help, the usb cable that is also charging cable for samsung tab is not working properly, when i plug it in as a charger its not charging it just gives me the options of mass storage, samsung kies and media player as if i were connecting it to a pc as a usb cable, does anyone know how to fix this, it works now and again so its not the cable etc. I was just wondering is there any settings etc. Or has anyone had and resolved this problem, please help :)
its happened with two different cables so far and theyre not damaged etc. Thanks
1 AnswerSoftware1 decade agonot gone forever just parted a while?
Please help me title and edit this poem written for a friend, thank you
I came to earth a tiny child,
to learn and teach you love,
i was sent to teach you happiness
from angels up above
i was a gift, you couldnt keep
for god sent me on loan
he called on you to teach me well
until he called me home
he sent with me an invisible thread
one that no eye could see
and on that day when i arrived
it tied your heart to me
so even now ive gained my wings
and been taken back home
our threads attached, your heart to mine
so you shall never be alone
i understand its difficult
but all is not in vain
god wants you to stay and teach the world
so teach them in my name
one day we will meet again
this promise i must tell
for you shall be with me someday
as you're on loan aswell
until that day please share my love
and say my name out loud
as each day i tell the angels
my daddys done me proud
1 AnswerPoetry1 decade agowhat are the best android games to download free from the app market? (for girls)?
Hi i have a dell streak android phone and want to download some of the free games (i dont have a credit card so can't get the paid apps) I'm not into all these, racing, shooting, casino and jigsaw type games or anything like tetris or matching pairs etc. so i was wondering if anybody knows any half decent games that are free on the app market, I already have alchemy and like games that you have to 'think' about; logic and role playing games, but not ferdiburb or tamigotchi, something with a bit more to do, things with mind boggling riddles or puzzles within a story type games, please help
Sorry im a bit (very) fussy lol thank you in advance
10points for best suggestions :)
6 AnswersPDAs & Handhelds1 decade agoChristmas poem, wat do you think, please help?
I would like you to help me improve, the content and flow of this poem please and also tell me what you think thank u x
Sitting in rags all tattered and torn
He gazed through the window and loved what he saw
A raging coal fire, and some children to play
Just what he wished for on a cold winters day
The frost bit his finger and nibbled at his nose
and his shoes, thin as paper, could not warm his toes
But the warmth and the love that the family there told
Reached into his heart and blessed his wee soul
The dear little beggar boy was welcomed inside
To share christmas gifts and a log of yuletide
A meal he'd never dreamed of was served in a dish
And the sweet little child got his christmas wish
Sat near the roadside, a cup in his hand
sat a merchant, a peasant, a pitiful man
Selling flowers to towns folk, from graves freshly plucked
He watched as the villagers tucked into roast duck
Nose pressed to the entrance, inhaling the feast
He licked his dry mouth as they carved the cooked beast
A little old lady arose from her pew
and gladly she told him "There's plenty for you"
All grubby and dusty with an ache in her back
A frail, crinkled lady read palms from a shack
Not making much money, spending winter alone
She watched families rejoicing, and wished for her own
Trying to remember, a life led before
With her sister and daughters, before she was poor
A kind gent passed by her and decided to spend
his christmas or longer, for she needed a friend
Sat at the butchers and begging for meat
Dusty the mongrel was just under their feet
Just a scavenger, all dirty they shoo'd him away
and he got used to the harshness of being homeless each day
Settling under bushes, to escape winters bite
He flopped down his head, and fell asleep for the night
Dreaming of children who'd bring him a bone
Rescued by a schoolgirl who gave him a home
What do you dream of, when you're sat all alone
Money and chocolate, a new mobile phone
Or the simplest things that are taken for granted
Like a home and a family, to be loved and be wanted
Do you think of others or not have a care
when enjoying your holidays, do you have time to spare
See the dear little beggar boy at your windowsil
Let him in, spare a second, 'tis the season of goodwill
2 AnswersPoetry1 decade agoa short christmas poem?? what do you think?
Sitting in rags all tattered and torn,
He gazed through the window and loved what he saw
A raging coal fire, and some children to play
Just what he wished for on a cold winters day
The frost bit his finger and nibbled at his nose
and his shoes, thin as paper, could not warm his toes
But the warmth and the love that the family there told
Reached into his heart and blessed his wee soul
The dear little beggar boy was welcomed inside
To share christmas gifts and a log of yuletide
A meal he'd never dreamed of was served in a dish
And the sweet little child got his christmas wish
What do you dream of, when you're sat all alone
Money and chocolate, a new mobile phone
Or the simplest things that are taken for granted
Like a home and a family, to be loved and be wanted
Do you think of others or not have a care
when enjoying your holidays, do you see over there
See the dear little beggar boy at your windowsill
Let him in, spare a second, 'tis the season of goodwill
2 AnswersPoetry1 decade agoLet's play a game...?
What do you think to this, do I lure you into my trap?.
Let's play a game
A secret quest
A challenge just for two
The basic rule
Is there are no rules
Just follow what I do
Stop walking so loudly!
and Stay on your toes
The skill to completion
Is one no-one knows
Its for your own safety
so please tread with care
For I described only part of this game
-pause-
without care
For in this game There are many rules
But I'm forbidden to set them free
And now you have joined me, on this long winding path
Your fate's in my hands, and soon you shall see
In foolishness I let truth slip
as I share with you this curse
Knowledge given and now your held
Captive, like me to this verse
I'm endangering you, so you can't leave me
and soon you'll understand
I'm your escape as you are mine
Now quickly,
-pause-
take my hand
Trust me for I hold the only key
promise me you won't leave
ok, I have your trust and
Now you must believe
Truth be told, this is no game
your under my control
Your emotions flow, your life will pass
for you've signed to me your soul
This was a game, to you, you see
for in me you laid trust
now see this to its bitter end
obedience is a must
This is a cruel deceitful trap
And I have lured you in
I'm the master of this game
And I'm afraid you cannot win
ANY improvements i can make? X
4 AnswersPoetry1 decade agocan someone please follow this link and tell me which shops participate with the love2shop 'payment' card?
I am using my mobile phone for the internet and i am trying to check which shops i can use my 'love2shop' shopping card for, it is on this webpage www.flexecash.com/flexecash/home.htm?execution=e1s1 on the right hand side but my phone says i need flash player to view it,
please could someone go onto the site and tell me all of the participating shops?? Thank you :)
1 AnswerCredit1 decade agoIn your opinion what is the worlds best chocolate bar? and why?
Oh and where do I get some from??
18 AnswersOther - Food & Drink1 decade agocircus freaks? dare you come and see?
Acrobats in leotards swinging high
Elephants and Magicians passing by
School children in groups of four are watching
Clowns wearing bright green jumpsuits are marching
Seals flipping balls parading in the yard
a joker laughs discretely hiding cards
A popcorn stand gives tasty treats away
A fortune teller's had her very last day
twelve tiny men spring from a rusty car
An audience wait to applaud the star
A gentle giant shows his loving heart
A bearded lady plays a freakish part
Three badly dressed men do stunts on a wire
A twelve year old boy flies through rings of fire
a man with no limbs wrestles bears to win
another clips pegs to pale stretchy skin
The apes wearing costumes keep their disguise
your mind will play tricks to believe your eyes
Night after night, for the following weeks
come to the tent and see our circus freaks
4 AnswersPoetry1 decade agoshort snappy rhyming poem of mine- do you like?
Ok so the poem itself is not that short but if you read it the rhyme scheme makes it really choppy, if that makes sense lol
please rate on likeability and suggest a title, thank u xx
In a garden of weeds, all weeping and grey
stood a small english rose, as clear as the day
but before I was sure of the wonder I'd seen
It was taken and hidden in the dull sea of green
The sun in the sky, sharing warmth through its rays
was disguised by the clouds, and the chill of the rain
and the rainbow that followed was hidden by storm
as the frost and the ice, they took over the warm
The budding musician, he was lost in the clan
The riot that shouted, had blocked out this man
The dear little cherub sending blessings from heaven
was unseen by the people and outnumbered by devils
The laughter of children was silenced by tears
And their hopes and their dreams, diminished by fears
The dream of the soldiers was lost during war
as their peace turned to anger and they fought one and all
The flame of the candle was extinguished and choked
and freshness of air became thickened by smoke
The innocence of angels was disfigured by hate
As the thieves amongst townsmen would soon demonstrate
Its the truth and the wisdom that allows us to see
that beneath all this sorrow lies some purity
Our world keeps on turning, and we search for our faith
but amongst this disruption, love must hide its face
4 AnswersPoetry1 decade agoplease comment on my poem .... ' love always'?
Looking down upon your tiny face
Soft to my touch
Gazing into your beautiful eyes
angelic
Bringing peace to my heart,
Love, my heart beats for you, and you alone
each precious moment
A joyous gift
my world changed
was given new life,
new breath
new reason,
Devouring the moment,
Savouring the feeling
Tears of joy,
happiness
this tiny bundle
became my all
Forever more
I shall protect you
Love you
Cherish you
You have my heart
in your tiny hand
for I gave it to you
that sacred day
When you became my world,
My son,
Ilove you always
5 AnswersPoetry1 decade agoplease give some advice on my poem and choose a title?
A blank canvas, clean and crisp
Awaits the drops from a rainbow sprayed
pitter patter of a magical rainfall
and a storm, by the artists brush obeyed
Onto a perfect paradise
A shattered pallette of acrylic thrown
with accuracy near the archers aim
That it falls like leaves, by autumn blown
A sea of organised destruction
Skillfully strewn across a landscaped view
Crimson red and sunkissed bronze
hidden by a haze of blue
A mass of seasons, winter's spring
An abundance of wishes and dreams laid bare
Onto this portrait of sheer madness
scantilly clad and almost shared
An explosion of flavours
Freedom ventured through flecks of paint
Songs of lovebirds whispered
Following rhythm with melodies faint
Flowers lost in winds of brown
Valuable gems encrusted with gold buried deep
dashes and lashes of watercolour
flicked into sequence and layed in a heap
A masquerade of autumn leaves fall
as a line of coloured soldiers march, swift
a mask of beauty disguises the page
like a tiny world, and delicate gift
Fire blends into the ocean of blues
yet white ice devours monumentous heat
A fog of grey trims the edge
The work of a genius is almost complete
I don't know whether to call it 'artistic explosion' 'acrylic worlds' 'onto the canvas' ' artists brush' ' masterpiece under construction' as suggested by 'NOT EVEN JAIL' or something else.
Please give any ideas, advice and changes i could make to the poem or titles, and say what you like/ dislike about it if you can, thank you
also i would like you to rate it for flow and likeability if possible :)
9 AnswersPoetry1 decade ago