»
Archives
»
Open Poetry #20
»
Childhood Shadows
| Open Poetry #20 |
|
Childhood Shadows |
|
|
Rosemary J. Gwaltney Senior Member
since 1999-08-26
Posts 997northern mountains, Idaho 
|
I never lay with my head on my mother’s belly never felt her smiling warmth like the photos now in newspaper ads every weekend my mother chewed suicide like her daily vitamins swallowing sadness my mother did not giggle never in my life she breathed sorrow from an invisible tube attached to her past how could I possibly see beyond the crook of her grief like an elbow rammed in my face |
||
| © Copyright 2002 Rosemary J. Gwaltney - All Rights Reserved | |||
|
Balladeer
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
This is incredibly powerful, Rosemary, and speaks volumes..if mothers knew how totally they influence their child's upbringing, would they change? I suppose not..... A wonderful piece of work here..... |
||
|
tracie66 Member Elite
since 2000-01-18
Posts 4713Australia |
Hi Rosemary very sad piece, I ditto what Balladeer wrote above, we are influenced deeply by our parents actions and thoughts... ~HUGS~ Tracie Love is the life of the soul... |
||
Mysteria 
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Great writing, and valuable advise as well. ~* Sharon *~ |
||
Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (big hugggssssssss) This is so very heartbreaking, sweet friend, my heart goes out to you for I know how sad that must feel when you all you want is to wish for someones happiness to make yourself feel happy! (sigh) My heart goes out to yours, sweet friend, God Bless You, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Rosemary, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you!' Love, Noah Eaton |
||
|
Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
she breathed sorrow from an invisible tube attached to her past how could I possibly see beyond the crook of her grief like an elbow rammed in my face ============================== Oh Rosemary this write is wrenchingly honest and has an impact that takes my words away. "she breathed sorrow from an invisible tube attached to her past" that verse is like a kick in the chest and a hug of compassion at the same time... sometimes people carry more pain than they handle...all we can do is try to rise above that passed on pain and let our own children see us smile so that they wont ever have to write a poem like this. heart-hugs to you poetess jm |
||
|
Rosemary J. Gwaltney Senior Member
since 1999-08-26
Posts 997northern mountains, Idaho |
Balladeer, tracie66, Mysteria, Noah, and Janet Marie - thank you very much for your comments on this poem. I don’t attempt to write of it very much, but sometimes those happy ads still make me so sad. I know that my mother could not help being so depressed. I came away from childhood with a lot of love and compassion, but also a lot of depression. All three appear to still be a part of me. Thank you for reading and responding. |
||
|
suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
I can't improve on what Balladeer said... too many of us know what none should know. You wrote this powerful piece well, Rosemary. |
||
|
|
⇧ top of page ⇧ |
|
| All times are ET (US). All dates are in Year-Month-Day format. | ||
