Open Poetry #40 |
Just cabaret |
Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thunder rumbles in the sky a sign that all should run and hide but trouble brews, eclipse of moon and I am stuck; a mother’s plight. Grope and feel in disarray reach the spirit of the prey ask and then receive the news a wedding day just cabaret. That is there and we are here no one says I have to hear and so the matter tosses, turns, until the thunder disappears. Then to calm the night’s foray blessed are the ones who pray for no collision in the sky when sun and moon play hide-away. Sunday’s child is loving and giving, a mother’s heart always forgiving! Helen / 4 March 2007 |
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Janette
since 2001-07-20
Posts 2843Chicagoland for now |
I liked the flow of this piece. Mothers do require perseverance, which is often a huge challenge. Enjoyed. always seeking joy, adventure and romance and wishing you find the same |
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Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Dear Helen "ask and then receive the news a wedding day just cabaret." A mother is more! |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Janette and Martie - thank you so much for the read. My son is on his way to wherever he has to go and I can only hope that he has clarity. |
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