Mum to Be

The talented artist who did the cover and internal artwork for Nobility Among Us has a birthday tomorrow and is expecting her first child after many years of longing for such a blessing, so here’s to you, Anna! (I don’t know if it’s going to be a boy or girl, so if it does turn out to be a girl, please replace all instances of his/him with her.)

Mum to Be

Mum to be at thirty-seven
Waiting for a piece of heaven
In human form to join the world
His beauty slowly here unfurled

Days of discomfort, restless nights,
Aching backs and little frights,
Hormones toss and turn your moods,
Grant appetites for curious foods.

At times you’ll feel you cannot cope;
Those storms will pass, do not lose hope.
Pain like you’ve never known will come
But then at last you’ll be a mum.

A look upon your baby sweet
Will fill your heart with love complete
The challenges have just begun
As you walk down the path marked “Mum”

Adventures, joys, discoveries
An album of sweet memories
And messes, tears and nappies piled
All worth it when you see him smile.

My Wife, the Hero

My wife is in the last month of her fifth pregnancy, so this one is for her:

My Wife, the Hero

Each day you do so much for us:
Driving our own family bus,
Cooking for our countless horde
Of boys who like to claim they’re bored.

Cleaning, sprucing, beautifying
Our home in all its calm-defying
Noise and bustle, schedules packed
Are somehow managed, well, in fact. Continue reading

Anthem

Could chance alone have led me here to witness this magnificence
Or else the instigation of some great eternal plan?
I’ll respond with all the fullness of my youth’s profound exuberance
To answer nature’s call and thus attempt to be a man!

What fortitude arises when your path is strewn with obstacles,
As if they were all placed there by a teacher from on high;
It will not do to merely gaze at them with tinted spectacles,
For duty bids us not just rise but reach up to the sky! Continue reading

Shimmering Shadows

This is an unfinished poem I wrote for a Dungeons and dragons campaign that I partially planned but was never played (the campaign was planned to fit the poem, and then they both fed off each other) There are other parts to it, but they aren’t complete and spoil some of the twists. This summarises the first phase of the campaign.

Shimmering Shadows

The regal dawn, the pauper’s crown,
The sun-drenched trumpeter of great renown,
Rouses the land with a soundless roar,
“The darkness is over now, awake once more!” Continue reading