NaPoWriMo 26: Stories and/or Plans and/or Ideas
This became the nickname for my Mum, so my step-dad made her an actual Mothership logo – AWESOIME.
Here’s my Day 26 offering, from Jo Bell’s lovely prompt to write a sonnet (or something sonnet-like) about your parents, distributing the lines across your Mum (ABABCD on Sandy, then), then your Dad (CDEFEF on Jeremy, then) and finally, you – for the last couplet (GG on me, then).
It was a fairly quick effort – been a busy day at work! But I managed to keep to the structure – and I hope made it a positive and celebratory piece, to contrast with yesterday’s Picnic Ballad.
I hope you enjoy it and get some insight into both of my parents – and consequently, about me. (And if either of them is reading this, I hope none of it seems unjust or unkind 😉 )
Stories and/or Ideas and/or Plans
The Mothership: an endless story told
like growing hair heroic silver-grey
and given to the air. She does enfold
each waif and stray; narrates each passing day
in technicolour. Even through dark acts
her voice can send out parcels to lost hands.
And he, a voice of malleable facts,
whose mind is full of ideas and/or plans
or more the first, or half of the latter.
So given to the earth, so given to
burying in objects and a smatter-
ing of blushed-untolds, or prides never-knew.
And I: am I story, plan, or idea?
I am all three: part told, unfurling, here.