oubliette : Writing

Gator Bait

Gator Bait

A Poem by oubliette


Bad things should happen to bad people
The Wig

The Wig

A Poem by oubliette


Mom dated a guy who wore a toupee and it was clearly a toupee. The dialect is old southern. It was fun to write and even more fun to read it to my mom..
Values

Values

A Poem by oubliette


The JPF 2003 was my moms tag line. It is when she wrote this piece about raising our children and the only way to that is through love, listening, and..
I wanna go home

I wanna go home

A Poem by oubliette


letting go of someone that you love, but you know if you stayed with that person, you would be lost, even to yourself forever.
The first time I saw myself

The first time I saw myself

A Poem by oubliette


This can work as a prose or spoken word
For you my son

For you my son

A Poem by oubliette


Things most mothers want to say but just can't seem to find the right words
A Mother’s Love (Part 1)

A Mother’s Love (Part 1)

A Poem by oubliette


(A Mother’s Prayer)- that feeling you have the very first moment your baby is placed in your arms and you know in your heart, that baby knows yo..
If I could Just.....

If I could Just.....

A Poem by oubliette


Ever wonder what happens to a person who cannot stop worrying about everything.
I tried

I tried

A Poem by oubliette


A mother on her death bed, still trying to manipulate her children and drive wedges between them
comes the dawn

comes the dawn

A Poem by oubliette


Waking up to the realities of life

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