30 Jan 2018
by Helen Jane Merritt...Musings from a Random Mind
in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tags: child, children, conception, cycle, family, fertility, infertility, Life, loss, menstruation, mitochondria, mourning, poetry, rhesus negative, sadness, sorrow
Fragile is the egg that comes too soon, for
Sure the life-stemming bloom
Will flood that fruitless moon –
Silent now the lullaby’s tune…

So, today I tried to write in a Welsh poetry form called an Englyn, this is very complicated and I cannot stick to all the rules as I think I would have to learn the Welsh language to have a proper go at the cynghanydd elements (basically where repeated patterns of consonants form another pattern and rhythm with each line…) instead mine is very basic but I did enjoy having a go.
Thanks to Libby Leaper for introducing me to this form on her blog: By The Wobbly Dum Dum Tree, https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/191782
22 Aug 2016
by Helen Jane Merritt...Musings from a Random Mind
in humour, observational prose, Uncategorized
Tags: beauty, birthdays, family, gratitude, growing older, happiness, humor, humour, laughter, love, mindfulness, musings, problem-solving, rambling on, reflections, skin-problems, window spotting
01 Jun 2014
by Helen Jane Merritt...Musings from a Random Mind
in humour, Poetry
Tags: beauty, Black Cherry, Casting Creme Gloss, Cherry Red, color, colour, crossing your fingers and hoping for the best, family, hair, hair colour, hair dye, Heinz Tomato Soup, L'Oreal, mixing 2 colours, mothers and their daughters, orange, poetry, red, thick hair with natural curls
A plea for help and with an anxious air,
I helped my daughter to dye her hair
She said she wanted it pinky red
And there on the box ‘cherry’ it said
But the photo looked a lot like soup
I started to feel my spirits droop
I urged her to maybe try a mix
– once it’s done, not so easy to fix…
reluctantly she said she’d give it a go
And soon we were able to go with the flow.
That flow it soon gushed down the sink
A tomato soup orange instead of the pink
But when the mop head was dried and glimpsed
The colour was great – glad it was rinsed
Well and repeated again and again,
until with a toss of her beautiful mane
she declared it looked suitably current…
Fruity with depth…like a little blackcurrant!

19 May 2014
by Helen Jane Merritt...Musings from a Random Mind
in free verse, Poetry
Tags: child, daughter, family, fear, independence, lightning, poetry, rain, Storm, thunder, weather
Outside the thunder
growls ominously
while the rain
drums furiously
on the new
spring shoots.
Lightning not visible…
yet
I know that I was
in a bad mood when
she went out
but
I wish she’d ring…
16 May 2014
by Helen Jane Merritt...Musings from a Random Mind
in Uncategorized
Tags: blowing off the dust, DIY, family, forgotten instruments, inheritance, learning an instrument, mothers and their daughters, music, musicality, pianist, piano, pleasure, self taught, working it out
The old neglected piano has sprung to life! My daughter has found some music on the internet and is teaching herself to play it…do I offer to help her – and risk her stubbornly closing the lid, or do I leave it up to her to work it all out (I’m sure she will eventually)? In the meantime I sit in the room next door and listen with maternal pride.

photo: Google Images
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