A quick personal note before I launch into my new poems. I have deactivated my Roberta Writes X account. My sons have very strong opinions about the political bend this platform has taken. As they are my creations (according to my mother), I must act on the principles I have instilled in them. I have joined Bluesky and you can find me here: https://bsky.app/profile/robbiecheadle.bsky.social. I have replaced my X sharing button with a Bluesky sharing button.
Reena’s xploration challenge #362
Reena’s challenge is to write a poem based on any picture from the winners of the Best Abstract Photos for 2024. You can join in here:

Little One
I wish I could protect you
Little One
Enclose you in a bubble
Safe from all harms
Protect you from
All the illnesses
That asail
Your weak immune system
Take away the pain caused
By careless words
That cut your fragile teenage ego
Into shreds of self doubt and sadness
I wish that my love and support
Was enough
Little One
To see you through your life
Sadly, it doesn’t work that way
I must teach you to fly
So, you can venture forth alone
Esther Chilton’s writing challenge: Storm
You can join in Esther’s challenge here: https://estherchilton.co.uk/2025/01/08/writing-prompts-47/
Wet weather
We awake
To the crashing
Of thunder
And heavy drumming
Of African rain
The phone shrills
It’s 5 am
We can’t go out
On this first morning
Of the New Year
It’s too wet
The guide is sorry
Disappointment
Vias with enthusiasm
For more sleep
Gradually
The rain winds down
Petering out from ferocious
To soft English-styled drizzle
The 4 pm game drive is on –
The safari vehicle arrives
Off we go
At the river crossing
The water’s deep
And churning
The guide ventures forth
But pulls up short
It’s too deep
We’ll try the bridge
The bridge is passable – just
Brown water roars and rushes
On either side
As we make the crossing
“A car was swept away here,”
The guide remarks
“After last night’s party
The driver was drunk
Attempted the submerged bridge
And was washed away
Downstream
They’re searching for the bodies”
These are my photographs of the flooded river and bridge:


These are my YT videos of the flooded river. I love the sound of rushing water, even though it is scary:
Both the poems are beautiful, especially the first one expresses the emotions of a mom so poignantly.
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Hi Sadje, indeed, I am sure all moms can relate to the first one.
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Truly.
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I love both poems Robbie, but as a mom, my heart is with poem 1 ❤️
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HI Michelle, I understand. The first poem is about my Michael.
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Aww… ❤️❤️❤️
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I am absolutely enjoying your poems as well as your pictures and videos and would like to thank you, Roberta!
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HI Martina, I am so happy to know you enjoyed this post. I hope you had a lovely festive period and are off to a good start with the new year.
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Thank you Roberta for your interest, like you, I am happy that life has become quiter again!
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Yes, indeed. The festive period feels like chaos.
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:):)
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Both of those poems are stunning. The photos and video are amazing. The ferocity of the weather.
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HI Esther, fortunately, I don’t often experience flooding as we live on a hill and it never floods here. Water is very powerful and fascinating. The first poem is about Michael.
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Thank you for sharing such a heartfelt and evocative post. Your ability to weave personal reflections with creative expression is inspiring. The transition from your thoughtful note about shifting platforms to your deeply moving poems feels seamless and meaningful.
The poem Little One truly struck a chord with me. Its raw vulnerability and tender emotion resonate deeply, reminding me of the balance between wanting to shield our loved ones and knowing we must prepare them for independence. It’s a beautiful testament to the strength and complexity of love.
Your Storm poem captures the power and unpredictability of nature so vividly. The juxtaposition of human experiences—disappointment and eventual excitement—with the untamed ferocity of the rain is compelling. The line about the submerged bridge and the tragic consequences lingers with profound impact.
Thank you for sharing your journey through poetry and photography. It’s a privilege to glimpse these moments through your lens and words. I’m looking forward to following more of your posts here.
Kris x
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HI Kris, thank you for your detailed and thoughtful comment. It is appreciated. The first poem is about my youngest son who has been very ill all his life.
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Thank you for sharing that with me. I’m so sorry to hear about your youngest son’s struggles. Your poem beautifully conveys the deep love and hope you have for him, even amidst such challenges. It’s a powerful reminder of the strength and resilience parents have when facing difficult circumstances. I truly admire how you’ve expressed these emotions so eloquently through your poetry. Sending warm thoughts to you and your family.
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Thank you. Poetry is a wonderful release valve for emotion.
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Love both these poems Robbie.
The first is my favourite.
That river looks ferocious.
The river here gets that way too sometimes.
Tgank you for sharing.
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I’m glad you enjoyed these poems. I am sure flooding happens in many places. We only see it occasionally as we live on a hill.
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Mother nature likes to stamp her feet Robbie, and with good reason.
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Yes, you are right. Humanity thinks it controls everything, but nature has been teaching us some hard lessons lately.
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It has, and continues to do so.
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I could relate to both the situations, as I’ve had these pigeon nests in my balcony, and cars being swept away in rains is quite a common accident here during July-August.
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Thank you, Reena. Floods are quite scary.
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I quit X, too, a while ago because of its hard-right turn. Good for your sons, Robbie! And poignant and powerful poetry!
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Thank you, Dave. If you mould the breed you have to stay true to your word. Haha!
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So true, Robbie! 🙂 And not much to miss about X; as you know, it has become really toxic under Elon Musk’s dictatorial leadership.
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Yes, I know. I wasn’t getting anything from it at all so its easy to leave behind.
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I agree, Robbie! I don’t miss it at all.
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Agree
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Wonderful poems. Flash floods are so scary.
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HI Timothy, you are right. I don’t experience them often as our area is high so the water flows away.
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I see flash floods out here as our usually dry arroyos can fill rapidly from rainstorms miles away.
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I understand. South Africa gets flash floods too especially after a drought.
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Beautiful poem on motherhood, Robbie.
As for the other… whoa! And poor fool who decided to tempt fate and lost. Sad story for them.
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Thank you, Dale. That is what drinking and driving does – so sad.
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So sad. At least no innocent bystanders were hurt.
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No, but there was a passenger in the car.
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No, I realise that; I figure they must have also been impaired to agree to go in a car driven by someone impaired. Not that it makes any of it okay. It is still so very sad.
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I like bluesky, more friendly at present. I enjoyed the two poems Roberta.
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Yes, I’m also enjoying it so far. I’m also mainly connecting with people I know and not strangers. I’m delighted you enjoyed these poems.
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A fabulous post Robbie 💜💜
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Thank you, Willow.
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I always enjoy your poetry and photos, Robbie. I’m so glad you left X. Meta is the next problem: FB, Insta, & Threads have stopped all fact checking as Zuckerberg aligns with our felonious soon to be president. I like Bluesky, and was happy to see you there. 🩵
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Thank you, Colleen. I’m glad you enjoyed this post. I hope to stay on Meta as I connect with family and friends there. I don’t read anything there that requires fact checking so I’ll see how it all pans out.
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That’s all we can do is wait. I don’t use Insta, but I enjoy Threads. It’s a shame they are linked.
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Everything belongs to the same people now. It is a great pity as they are systematically ruining every platform. I do like YT.
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YT is great when you want to reach an audience.
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Yes, I like it
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Beautiful poems and I think every moment can relate to the first one. Floods are scary but like you I love the sound of flowing water in rivers.
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Thank you, Denise. Michael always worries me. He was sick again over December. I am very wary of flooded rivers and don’t take chances.
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I hope he is feeling better!
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That flooded river looks frightening! Love both poems, but ‘Little One’ especially hits home. Spoken like a true parent.
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Hi Jan, yes indeed. I always worry about Michael. Greg is more like me and very contained and determined.
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lovely poems
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Thank you, Diana.
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❤️
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I love BlueSky and looking forward to connecting there. I left X a long time ago!!!!
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Hi Rebecca, I have deactivated one X account and need to do the other. Everything takes time! Bsky seems okay so far. I’m still monitoring it.
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So am I, Robbie!!
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Powerful words and actions, which when used in tandem, provide powerful growth opportunities! ❤
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Thank you, Annette, for your insightful comment. Hugs.
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As a fellow parent, I was particularly moved by the first poem. It’s so hard to see our kids in pain, be it physical or emotional.
One of my best friends shares the same political sentiments and is leaving Facebook because of their recent announcement to end fact-checking. She encouraged me to join Bluesky, though I don’t know much about it.
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HI Pete, thank you. Michael’s ill health and related mental health issues are always difficult. I do my best to help. I don’t read anything outside of messages and photographs from friends and family on FB so I don’t think this change will impact me. I will assess it. Bsky seems okay so far. Time will tell. PS I think Americans get targeted on SM by political extremists. I don’t have any of the issues and don’t receive the same messages as my US friends do. No one cares about Africa which can be a blessing.
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Fantastic poetry, Roberta. The pictures of that bridge are scary.
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Hi Tim, this was after the waters receded and it was safe to cross the bridge. When we came back 3 hours later, the water had gone down even more.
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Yes, it looks okay to me, but borderline safe.
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You are probably right.
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Beautiful poems, Robbie. I’m still on Twitter, but I’m not sharing much there, just following a few friends who remain there and only there. I like Bluesky but I’m going slow.
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I’m glad you like the poems.
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Beautiful poems, Robbie. I’m still on Twitter, but I’m not sharing much there, just following a few friends who remain there and only there. I like Bluesky but I’m going slow.
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I don’t know why these are posting twice – sorry.
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It doesn’t matter, Dan. I’m pleased you visit and comment.
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Hi Dan, I’m also going slow on Bsky. I share and post there but I’m only following friends.
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I can see why you chose “Tree of Life” as your inspiration for “Little One.” Reaching adulthood unscathed is very, very hard these days and almost as hard on us parents.
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HI Liz, you are so right. It is traumatic.
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“Little One” is very moving Robbie.
That water is scary! I’m glad you made it across safely. (K)
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Hi Kerfe, I never take risks. It was safe to cross the bridge as the water had receded. Sometimes, I wish I could just put Michael back in my womb and keep him there.
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It’s hard to watch your child suffer.
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Yes, it is
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That’s a bit scary with the flooding and the small bridge. I loved both the Little One and Wet weather poems. I deleted my X/Twitter account when Elon started mistreating his employees. I’ve been think about BlueSky. I looked at yours. It looked nice. It is the first time I’ve visited BlueSky.
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Hi Thomas, I do like seeing rushing water but I am very wary of it. We get flash floods in South Africa and cars always get swept away. Little One is about young Michael and I’m glad you like it. Hugs. So far, Bluesky is nice and I’m only following people I know. I don’t see the point in a SM filled with strangers who just keep shoving their books at me but never interact with me.
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A great reason to deactivate X, Robbie. Your sons are right that parents should live up to the ideals they’ve taught their kids. (What smart young men).
I just love your first poem – so beautiful from start to that lovely finish. And that river is scary! Especially knowing that someone didn’t make it across the night before. You poem is a riveting narrative about that day. I’m glad you make it across. What an adventure!
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Beautiful work, Robbie!
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Thank you, Luanne
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Hi, Robbie – Beautiful, thought-provoking poems!
I am also impressed about you moving away from X due to your sons’ strong reaction to the political bend of that platform. We best vote with our feet. ❤
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Thank you, Donna. As I said, I moulded the breed to my specifications so now I need to set a good example – grin! I’m delighted you like the poems.
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I love the first poem as our babies grow into young adults we need to let go but support. Fly they must!
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Please send some rain our way! We’re facing high winds and drought conditions here in Arizona, and I’m afraid that if a wildfire starts, we will look like California. I’m keeping a close eye on the neighborhood. And I love the first poem, too! I feel every hurt, disappointment, and wound that my daughter feels, and it’s very hard sometimes.
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Hi Dawn, I always say that when you have children, your heart lives outside your body. I hope you get rain. We were in a drought but now we are getting a lot of rain. The ground is hard so we are getting floods.
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Yes, flash floods are common here when it rains. They’re deadly! Thanks, Robbie!
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Ours are deadly too and some people are very ignorant about them.
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Beautiful poem as always, lovely images. I too stopped my x account, for similar reasons. I havent heard of blue-sky. I still need to disable x /twitter buttons on my blog.
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Thank you, Bella. It was harder for me to remove the sharing buttons on my blog than to deactivate the x accounts. I’d forgotten how to add and remove, but I was determined and managed.
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Lovely poetry, Robbie, especially protecting one in a bubble. The photos are beautiful, too. I love when you combine the two.
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Hi Jennie, I’m pleased to know that. Thank you.
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Hi Robbie, you are very welcome.
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We’ve had some terrible floods here (well, nearby) not long ago, so the pictures and the second poem hits close, and love the first one. I noticed you had removed the X button. I don’t intend to join anywhere else, because I am tired of all of them. I’m watching to see what goes on, but I understand perfectly well your reasoning. Take care.
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Hi Olga, I’ve heard about all the flooding in the UK and other places. We’ve had some flooding too. I don’t have any issues with x but I know Americans do.
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Oh your poems touched my heart Robbie and the jeep washed to the river right after you went was terrifying!! I had an experience like that and the bridge collapsed and 7 people were killed right after we went.
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Hi Cindy, my goodness, that is so scary. God smiled on you that day. Some things turn out as they are meant to.
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