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PINKY
05-05-06, 02:34 AM
MY ADHD CHILD

TRACY NICOLAUS
© 2004

He's bouncin' off the wall, a superball gone insane,
He runs through your world like an off-rail freight train
Interruptions are constant, tantrums galore
When it's time to do homework,
he's gone, out the door
The drama is constant, oh his foot fell asleep,
He moans and he wails, the theatrics run deep.
School is a nightmare, the teachers are lost
If they only could see, he is worth the cost
He is brighter than most, as most these kids are
And with patience and love,
I know he'll go far
But the crap I must take from "well meaning friends"
"Don't let him do that!" "Oh, these rules that he bends!"
"You're not a good parent". "Your child's really rude"
"His temper's outrageous." "He has hands in his food".
He hears this and wonders, just what's wrong with me?
I tell him, "You're special, you have ADHD".
"Now ADHD is a gift from above.
It teaches us grownups how to strengthen our love.
It helps teach your teachers, no two kids are the same
You have awesome energy that could bring you great fame".
"You don't need much sleep, you never wear down,?
You're silly and funny, when you act like a clown,
You've felt lots of pain from what people have said
But you pray for those people when you go to bed".
"So you try every day to make a fresh start
For God gifted you with an extra big heart."
As I look at my child, he sees through my soul
My heart feels like bursting, as I realize my goal.
I know this young boy like no one else could
He's a blessing to me, he's strong, and he's good.
So I'll love him and guide him through the worst of the worst
And he'll make a great man (if I don't kill him first).
I'm kidding, of course, 'cause I know what's to be
When I look in his eyes, I see a reflection of me.

PINKY
05-05-06, 02:35 AM
WHERE IS MY BABY?
©1998 By: Tracy Nicolaus

The doctor grinned; hereís a boy for you!
Wow look at that cowlick! & God grinned down too.
I inhale your scent; Itís baby shampoo,
The crisp clean smell of a gown brand new.
Then I watch you scoot, around on your back,
Little arms flailing in your sweet jammie sack.
Soon you are crawling; youíve a new sippy cup,
Your bounciní and banginí in Johnny Jump Up.
Next thing I know, youíve stepped your first time,
Then you go runniní & you love nursery rhymes.
Your playful & silly & messy & naughty,
Yet you look like an angel asleep on your potty.
Rambunctious and strong willed you ride your first bike,
Left behind is the big wheel and the worn out red trike.
Before I am ready your dressed up for school,
I cry as you go off, but I try to act cool.
Then first grade to sixth grade goes by like a blur,
Mudpies and marbles and coonskin cap fur.
I look at you one day and your eyes level mine,
I laugh as your voice cracks and were doiní just fine.
When the girls start to call you itís sweet and it hurts,
The puppy love pain from these Jr. high flirts.
You no longer snuggle up close in my lap,
You donít want to kiss me & now I need the nap.
I donít know exactly when you left for high school,
But the days grow much shorter and Iím no longer so cool.
I buy you your razors and your new shaving cream,
I watch a man blossom straight out of a dream.
Your cap and your gown came in the mail yesterday,
The navy guy called and your going away.
Graduation is coming and boot camp is next,
I smell your cologne and Iím somewhat perplexed.
Where is that baby? He smells of fresh powder!
Where is my baby? And the drum beat gets louder.
WHERE IS MY BABY? I scream in the night.
Iíve let go of my baby, a mammas worst fight.
Go on sweet bird, go on and take flight.

PINKY
05-05-06, 02:36 AM
Who could have known?
©2003 By: Tracy Nicolaus

Who would have thought it? Who could have known?
Where you would wind up, Now that youíve grown.
Youíre here in the city, a Victorian space,
with roommates & music all over the place!
Your Grandmas piano, adorning the wall,
The music you write, lifts the angels who fall.
A beautiful man to gaze upon, just 24 years old,
has begun his life long dream at last and Iím watching it unfold.
A college of performing arts, 4 years of hell to pay,
you stuck it out in the navy babe, and now your on your way.
Next year youíll be in Berkley, Masters Degree ahead,
It seems amazing now my love, but itís like I always said,
The world just couldnít see you, through your Mamas eyes,
We ignored the normal opinions, and shot off for the skies.
For you and I share a special bond, with our ADHD,
& both of us are shinning bright, with what was meant to be.
Iím a writer who loves my art, your a master in every form,
Music, singing, acting, dance, since the day that you were born.
Iím so proud of you son, as I watch what youíve done,
You are worth my best effort and your lifeís just begun.
And remember my wordsÖ. Life should be fun!!!!

PINKY
05-05-06, 02:36 AM
THAT FLY LADY AND HER SHOES!!!
©2004 By: Tracy Nicolaus

Itís those shoes, itís those shoes, itís those shoes I yell,
Before those darn shoes, all here was well!
But now Iíve done opened up Pandoraís Box,
For when I wear shoes, I must wear some socks!

Stealing my husbands worked for a while,
My morning routine left me wearing a smile.
The laundry caught up each day like a blink,
Waking up every morning to a bright shining sink.

My timer was set to 15 minutes flat,
I moved through the house, cleaning this tossing that.
This FlyBabys progress went straight to my head,
With a whole month behind me of making my bed.

So I went out last week to buy me some shoes,
The lace up kind, I found pink, I found blue.
I brought them both home and my husband was glad,
For he saw it all coming and he knew Iíd been had.

Well this morning I found out why heíd been so smug,
As I made up the bed and I straightened the rug.
I grabbed my pink shoes and I went to MY drawerÖ
He just stood there watching, I hadnít done THIS before!

A gasp of horror came from my lips,
As I tried quickly to close it, but out came the slips,
Bathing suits jumped up with shorts close behind,
Weird things were flying, it just blew my mind.

Oh help me FlyLady I just can not see.
Iím stuck here in fear, what will happen to me?
My timer is lost and itís too much to face,
Paralyzed right in my tracks feeling all disgraced!

So Iím off to buy socks, I WILL NOT CLEAN THAT DRAWER!
It is a solution after all, what else is money's for?
I want pink ones and blue ones and striped ones too,
But what can I put 'em into, will you tell me what to do?
Fly Lady, YOUR SO HELPFUL! REALLY...THANK YOU!

PINKY
05-05-06, 02:38 AM
SHUT UP
©2004
BY: TRACY NICOLAUS

Who are you to speak like that
and treat me in this way,
You critisize me constantly, not one nice thing to say.
You misuse me and abuse me
and you donít think itís wrong
You always say Iím worthless and that I donít belong

So shut up mirror, shut up face!
Itís time I put you in your place.
Iím a divine creation, a ray of light,
just for today I WILL shine bright!
God created me, stay out of the way
Iím good enough, just for today

Youíve decieved me and youíve lied to me
for way too many years,
Always bringing up the past, surrounding me in fears,
Twisting my reality so I canít see whatís true,
I am finally sick of this game,
so Iíve decided that were through

So shut up mirror, shut up face!
Itís time I put you in your place.
Iím a divine creation, a ray of light,
just for today I WILL shine bright!
God created me, stay out of the way
Iím good enough, just for today


Thanks to my Higher Power,
I have faced these thoughts of mine,
for years they have kept me, hopeless, lost and blind.
I see Iíve grown addicted, to putting myself down,
But God has shown me perfectly,
that what was lost is found

Look in my eyes, you'll see your mirror,
Beauty, perfection, shining clearer,
Just for today, I choose this way,
And my old thoughts, have no say.

So shut up mirror, shut up face!
Itís time I put you in your place.
Iím a divine creation, a ray of light,
just for today I WILL shine bright!
God created me, stay out of the way
Iím good enough, just for today

PINKY
05-05-06, 02:39 AM
Donít look at me in that tone of voice,
and DONíT stare at my son!
He appears to be barbaric to you,
but the two of us are one.
You know heís only 4 years old
& Iíll raise him as I choose,
Cause if I break his spirit,
I might miss all the clues.
He holds the spirit of Mother Earth,
Father Sun and Time,
The secrets of the universe,
the wild and the sublime,
So I will watch him tenderly
as he runs and makes you nervous,
I will NOT domesticate him
to your illusion so perverse!
So listen to the chanting,
watch how swift he moves,
Listen as to music,
fall in his hypnotic grooves,
WAKE UP, let him shake you up,
to what weíve all forgotten,
THIS BOY IS THE IMAGE OF GOD,
itís the world thatís been spoiled rotten!

PINKY
05-05-06, 02:39 AM
GRANDFARS TOWELS
©BY: TRACY NICOLAUS

We went to my Dads house one sweet Christmas Eve,
running late once again 'cause my son would not leave,
his video game till he reached the next level,
and then on the car ride he was tempting the devil!
Punching his brothers, squirming and climbing,
yelling out words in a jumble of rhyming.
By the time we arrived, we all needed some space,
so I told the heathen to go wash his face!
He ran off to the bathroom and we all got quite calm,
chatting and laughing, but something was wrong.
And then it just struck me! "THAT BOY IS TOO QUIET"!
The whole room erupted, we were in a full riot!
Some hit the backyard, flashlight in hand,
others in bedrooms, under beds and night-stands.
He heard the commotion and peeked his head out,
"I'm in here, in the bathroom" he said with a shout,
we all came in running, with fear and dismay,
in his hand a straight razor meant just for display!
Softly I spoke "Sweetie, what did you do?"
"You've been gone a long time, we've been looking for you!"
He sheepishly smiled and began his whole story,
in his eyes we saw brilliance, wonder and glory.
"Remember that last time we had the car washed?
And those ribbons of soapy towels splished and they sploshed?
well I made some for Grandfar to use in his bath",
I peered round the corner and my heart it just crashed!
Their beautiful guest towels, sliced in jagged long rows,
soapy fresh bubbles covering throw rugs and toes.
Everyone silent, what happened next?

Well friends I'll leave that for you all to guess!

PINKY
05-05-06, 02:40 AM
ADD CHRISTMAS

By Tracy Nicolaus




I GOT GREAT GIFTS FROM U.P.S.,
AND QUICKLY OPENED THEM ALL.
WHO ON EARTH COULD WAIT TILL CHRISTMAS?
BUT I DID GET TO THE MALL!
I BOUGHT A BUNCH OF PERFECT THINGS,
AS SWEET AS THEY COULD BE,
THAT AND A BUNCH OF OTHER CRAP,
IS UNDERNEATH MY TREE.
I HAVE ALL MY DECORATIONS,
WRAPPING PAPER TOO,
BUT I FORGOT TO BUY SCOTCH TAPE,
SO I'M GONNA USE HOT GLUE.
I WENT TO GET THE GLUE GUN OUT,
AND I FOUND ALL MY OLD BEADS,
SO I THOUGHT I'D MAKE SOME JEWELRY,
THATS WHAT PEOPLE NEED!
AND THEN I DID MORE SHOPPING,
CAUSE I FORGOT TO MAKE A LIST,
SEE I WAS GETTING CARDS FROM FOLKS,
THAT SOMEHOW I HAD MISSED.
BUT I HAVE ALL OF MY CHRISTMAS CARDS,
STAMPS, AND YES A PEN,
I MEANT TO GET THEM OUT LAST WEEK,
YET I CAN'T SEEM TO BEGIN.
THESE ARE THE CARDS I BOUGHT LAST YEAR!
BUT NEVER GOT THEM OUT!
I CAN'T BELIEVE I DIDN'T SEND THEM,
WHAT WAS THAT ABOUT?
MOST OF THE TIME, IT'S NOT TO ROUGH,
TO HAVE ADHD,
BUT LATELY I'M AS SCATTERED,
AS A HUMAN GIRL CAN BE!
I DON'T KNOW WHERE THE TIME GOES,
WITH THIS CRAZY HYPER-FOCUS!
I'D LOVE TO GET THE WRAPPING DONE,
BUT I'M OUT OF HOCUS POCKUS!
AND MY HUSBANDS ABOUT HAD IT,
HE CANNOT FIND HIS CHAIR,
I SWEAR IT'S IN THE LIVING-ROOM,
BENEATH THE PILES IN THERE.
SOME PEOPLE GET THE BLUES AT CHRISTMAS,
WELL I SURE DON'T! DO YOU?
I JUST GET BEHIND ALOT,
BUT THERES NOT MUCH I CAN DO.
SEE THE FOLKS THAT TRULY LOVE ME,
UNDERSTAND ME VERY WELL,
THEY KNOW I HAVE THE BEST INTENTIONS,
AND THEY HARDLY EVER YELL,
WHEN I SHOW UP LATE TO PARTYS,
FORGET TO BRING THE PIE,
THEY HAVE LEARNED THAT THOUGH I'M WONDERFUL,
THEY JUST CAN NOT RELY,
ON ME AROUND THE HOLIDAYS,
TO GET ALL THIS STUFF DONE,
BUT I SWEAR THIS YEAR I WILL SEND,
THOSE CARDS AND GIFTS,
YES EVERY SINGLE ONE!
SINCE TOMORROW NIGHT IS CHRISTMAS EVE,
I THINK STUFF MIGHT BE LATE,
BUT THERE SUCH CUTE CARDS, I PERSONALLY THINK,
THAT THEY ARE WORTH THE WAIT!
SO BE GENTLE WITH US SPECIAL PEOPLE,
WHO HAVE A.D.H.D.,
WE MAY BE A LITTLE SIDEWAYS,
BUT WERE FUN! JUST LOOK AT ME!
YES WERE THE ONES THAT YOU CAN THANK,
FOR DRAGGING THE HOLIDAYS OUT.
WHEN YOU GET YOUR GIFT IN APRIL,
YOU'LL SEE WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT.

PINKY
05-05-06, 02:41 AM
Shopping
© 2005 By: Tracy Nicolaus

I'd really love to go with you to the mall today,
but we'll have to go in separate cars, so I can stay and play.

I'll bring my bottled water, my meds and a small snack,
'cause once I get inside the stores, I sometimes can't get back,

I see the pretty colors and the sparkly shiny things,
and I have to look at every one and try on all the rings.

It doesn't matter that I have, a kitchen overflow,
I can't walk past the china case, 'cause I just want to know,

What patterns are in season, what trinkets make me smile,
I loose all sense of time and space, as I walk down every isle.

I forget to use the bathroom, forget I have a phone,
I get inside those sweet boutiques in a world all of my own.

Sometimes I fill the shopping cart, with everything I want,
and say "oops I forgot my cash!", a fairly harmless stunt.

But I know myself quite well you see, so I have no hesitation,
and as I walk out of the store I smile, ahh instant gratification!

So if were at the mall today and there's something I must buy,
will you please pick it up for me, and when I'm home just bring it by.

What's that you say? Forget it? You've really changed your mind?
It's just as well, 'cause I heard tell of a thrift store I must find.
Now where did I put those keys?

PINKY
05-05-06, 02:41 AM
© 2004 By: Tracy Nicolaus

THE NEIGHBOR LADIES

What kind of mother sits in the front yard, making mud-pies before dawn?
Then hoses her son own like that, don't you think that's wrong?

And did you see that tantrum her kid threw, in the grocery store?
Why she just stood there smiling at him, I can't take this anymore!

I should call Protective Services and have that boy taken away,
to a nice quiet family, normal you know? Where he'll learn how to obey!

Once she pinned him down on the sidewalk, imagine how he felt!
I looked at her shamefully and she said "I'm not using a belt!"

I hear she put a padlock, on the outside of his door,
she told Sally it's "for his protection, when she couldn't take anymore"!
WELL!

Everyone hears his screaming, that yelling never ends!
And she's always with that poor child, he hasn't got any friends!

She taught him to play with matches and knives,
I saw it myself, do you think that is wise?

They were throwing a butter knife at each others feet,
right there on the lawn, at the edge of the street!

And one day she had these matches, a whole big box of them,
they sat on the curb, and she watched as he burned, each one of them to the end!

The poor child was just sobbing, he had blisters on his thumb!
I was listening, heres what she said "See? Playing with matches is dumb"!
OH MY!

"Natural consequences" her only reply, I tell you it's all rubbish!
If that were my child, I'll tell you what! He would be PROPERLY punished!

And it's odd, 'cause I KNOW she's the worst kind of Mom,
but that boy has a twinkle in his eye like a song.

And he's really quite charming and a smart little chap,
it's amazing he survives with a mother like that!

PINKY
10-19-06, 12:37 PM
ADULT ADHD CHRISTMAS BLUR
By; Tracy Nicolaus

I GOT GREAT GIFTS FROM U.P.S. AND QUICKLY OPENED THEM ALL.
WHO ON EARTH COULD WAIT TILL CHRISTMAS? BUT I DID GET TO THE MALL!
I BOUGHT A BUNCH OF PERFECT THINGS, AS SWEET AS THEY COULD BE,
THAT AND A BUNCH OF OTHER STUFF IS UNDERNEATH MY TREE.
I HAVE ALL MY DECORATIONS, WRAPPING PAPER TOO,
BUT I FORGOT TO BUY SCOTCH TAPE SO I'M GONNA USE HOT GLUE.
WHEN I WENT TO GET THE GLUE GUN OUT, I FOUND ALL MY OLD BEADS,
SO I THOUGHT I'D MAKE SOME JEWELRY, THATS WHAT EVERYONE NEEDS!
AND THEN I DID MORE SHOPPING, CAUSE I FORGOT TO MAKE A LIST,
SEE I WAS GETTING CARDS FROM PEOPLE THAT IT SEEMS I MUST HAVE MISSED.
AND I HAVE ALL OF MY CHRISTMAS CARDS, STAMPS, AND EVEN A PEN,
I MEANT TO GET THEM OUT LAST WEEK, BUT I DON'T KNOW WHERE TO BEGIN.
THESE ARE THE CARDS I BOUGHT LAST YEAR, BUT NEVER GOT THEM OUT,
I CAN'T BELIEVE I DIDN'T SEND THEM, WHAT WAS THAT ABOUT?
MOST OF THE TIME, IT'S NOT TO ROUGH, TO HAVE THIS ADD,
BUT LATELY I'M AS SCATTERED AS A HUMAN GIRL CAN BE!
I DON'T KNOW WHERE THE TIME GOES, WITH THIS CRAZY HYPER-FOCUS!
I'D LOVE TO GET THE WRAPPING DONE, BUT I'M OUT OF HOCUS POCKUS!
AND MY HUSBANDS ABOUT HAD IT, HE CANNOT FIND HIS CHAIR,
I SWEAR IT'S IN THE LIVING-ROOM, BENEATH THE CRAP IN THERE.
SOME PEOPLE GET THE BLUES AT CHRISTMAS, WELL I SURE DON'T! DO YOU?
I JUST GET BEHIND ALOT, BUT THERES NOT MUCH I CAN DO.
SEE THE FOLKS THAT TRULY LOVE ME, UNDERSTAND ME VERY WELL,
THEY KNOW I HAVE THE BEST INTENTIONS, AND THEY HARDLY EVER YELL,
WHEN I SHOW UP LATE TO PARTYS, FORGET TO BRING THE PIE,
THEY HAVE LEARNED THAT THOUGH I'M WONDERFUL, THEY JUST CAN NOT RELY,
ON ME AROUND THE HOLIDAYS, TO GET ALL THIS STUFF DONE,
BUT I SWEAR THIS YEAR I'LL SEND EACH CARD AND GIFT, YES EVERY ONE!
SINCE TOMORROW NIGHT IS CHRISTMAS EVE, I THINK STUFF MIGHT BE LATE,
BUT THERE SUCH CUTE CARDS, I PERSONALLY THINK, THEY ARE WORTH THE WAIT!
SO BE GENTLE WITH US SPECIAL PEOPLE WHO HAVE THIS A.D.D.,
WE MAY BE A LITTLE SIDEWAYS, BUT WERE FUN! JUST LOOK AT ME!
YES WERE THE ONES THAT YOU CAN THANK FOR DRAGGING THE HOLIDAYS OUT.
WHEN YOU GET YOUR GIFT IN APRIL, YOU'LL SEE WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT.