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Cari Member Posts 411 Englnand |
Clair * * A chair, a table Dry-eyed despair Loneliness, almost tangible From a photograph She smiles at me Through remembered eyes ~ Youth in a forgotten summer Captured elegance in a white dress Long before my heart beat ~ Life reduced to whimsy Tranquillity in lazy humour Her armour against adversity Beauty worn with carelessness Demanding attention You blessed our world ~ Memories jostle for recognition Bedtime fairyland, a feather kiss To banish childhood fears ~ You left in the summer Before the winter of age Stole your loveliness ~ The padre, whose Stumbling words Announced your passing ~ We never said goodbye * * The second poem I wrote on the early death of my mother. |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
A beautiful tribute this is. Michael |
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DaysofView Member
since 2014-04-01
Posts 433Just A Slice Of The Pie |
Very tender and loving poetry from a good son. quote:Stunning to the marrow. If I were more than I am, I'd see things differently instead of the same all the time. |
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Ari Squire Member Posts 488 In The Phallus Lane |
Sometimes, our reciprocation of a mother's love comes too late. I trust your mother always knew of your love for her, as all who read your endearing poetry now do. More feelings and fewer words please |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
very nice...james |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Very nice, Cari. Wish my own mother could elicit such wonderful sentiments . . . ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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