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Mother of Christ

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Suede
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Drifting on the soul


0 posted 02-20-2005 10:35 AM       View Profile for Suede   Email Suede   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Suede

I see the abandoned child
Cradled by foster parents whose eyes he does not share
Who retreat from his stare with little care or thought
As i watch from the sky as a star, heading him north
Feel my empty womb
And acknowledge a solemn tear stroll south to the floor
A Mothers needs, the worlds greeds
As i sleep beneath the rain and hold close my pain
Clasped and kissed the seas to stop my son from drowning
But sometimes when slumbered beside the moon
And dreams met reality
I wished the surface had been broken
Lost a Mothers love as i read through prayers
And scorned at man's selfishness
Who was there to help me? The world took my son from me!
So, i ripped at the seams of Pilate til he mirrored the Devil
And used him as a puppet to show my son that a mothers love is always right
Sat beyond the clouds for a few nights,
Til morning came
And mourning came
Removed the cross from a baby's hand,
and sheltered him, maybe from myself?
I couldnt belive what i had done, to my own child!
Left him to rest
But blew life back to him when i parted ways with my selfishness
And became God again
The Mother of Christ

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Suede
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Drifting on the soul


1 posted 02-20-2005 10:58 AM       View Profile for Suede   Email Suede   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Suede

I would really appreciate an opinion on this!
ThisDiamond
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since 02-22-2002
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Michigan, USA


2 posted 02-20-2005 12:17 PM       View Profile for ThisDiamond   Email ThisDiamond   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit ThisDiamond's Home Page   View IP for ThisDiamond

I have read this several times since it was posted, and I feel the depth of anguish...perhaps a child given up for adoption...or perhaps speaking to the current practice of abandoned babies in the world.  There are always reasons for making such choices, and they are never pretty ones.
To remind ourselves of the pain that individual must be in, and to approach these circumstances with compassion and insight would most likely eliminate at least half of the sorrow spent.  Thank you for writing this so eloquently.
TD
Sunshine
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since 06-25-99
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Listening to every heart


3 posted 02-20-2005 12:31 PM       View Profile for Sunshine   Email Sunshine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Sunshine's Home Page   View IP for Sunshine

Like TD, I have read this over several times, ultimately seeing the "become God again" line in the light of "giving up the son" to a better life.
Huan Yi
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4 posted 02-20-2005 12:45 PM       View Profile for Huan Yi   Email Huan Yi   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Huan Yi


Abandoned child
Cradled by foster parents
whose eyes he does not share

Who retreat from his stare with little care or thought
As I watch from the sky as a star, heading him north

Feel my empty womb
acknowledge a solemn tear
stroll south to the floor

As I sleep beneath the rain and hold close my pain
Clasped and kissed the seas to stop my son from drowning

Yet sometimes when slumbered beside the moon
And dreams met reality
I wished the surface had been broken

Lost a Mothers love as I read through prayers
And scorned at man's selfishness

Who was there to help me?
The world took my son

So, I ripped at the seams of Pilate til he mirrored the Devil
And used him as a puppet to show my son that a mother’s love is always good

Sat beyond the clouds for a few nights,
Til morning came
And mourning came
Removed the cross from a baby's hand,
and sheltered him, maybe from myself.

I couldn’t believe what I had done, to my own child.

Left him to rest
But blew life back to him when I parted ways with my selfishness

And became God again
The Mother of Christ

…………………………………….

A thought.
I think the line breaks important.

iliana
Member Patricius
since 12-05-2003
Posts 13488
USA


5 posted 02-20-2005 06:14 PM       View Profile for iliana   Email iliana   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for iliana

The analogies you used were very thought provoking.  Whether this is a poem personal to a decision made by you or someone you know or whether you are likening it to the real events of Mary and Jesus.....it is fascinating to ponder.  Good write.  ....jo
Earth Angel
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since 08-27-2002
Posts 40647
Realms of Light


6 posted 02-20-2005 07:00 PM       View Profile for Earth Angel   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Earth Angel's Home Page   View IP for Earth Angel


As some of the previous readers commented, I was of more than one minds as to the real meaning behind the intricately woven words.

A fascinating read that deserved a second read-through.

Love & the Christ Light,
EA
Suede
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since 08-25-2003
Posts 39
Drifting on the soul


7 posted 02-21-2005 03:17 PM       View Profile for Suede   Email Suede   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Suede

Thanks all for the responses, greatly appreciated!

Huan Yi...well pointed out! Thank
JamesMichael
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since 11-16-1999
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Kapolei, Hawaii, USA


8 posted 08-05-2007 08:05 PM       View Profile for JamesMichael   Email JamesMichael   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for JamesMichael

Perhaps similar thoughts of a mother that has lost her son to war...James
 
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