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~Willow~
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since 2002-08-10

Posts 9

0 posted 2004-07-11 01:15 AM

For my son, Joel...

you left for ohio
unable to hold on any longer
to apron strings tied over
and over in an effort to
cling to the past
You said goodbye with teary
eyes and tried to ignore my
breaking heart by glancing
away
you had long over stayed,
I know

you had to go, to make it
on your own- Ohio or bust
it's just...
so hard to ignore your room
filled with shadows and a few
scattered boxes
one or two reminders of where
you used to sleep with your
hands clasped beneath your cheek
like you did when you were five

I was young and more alive

then

You had your reasons for
leaving
the two of you always did clash
and I suppose it was for the best
for I had no string left to tie
what was broken with token threads
and empty promises

besides,
She was waiting with baited
breath and new love giggles
cheeks blushed with the rush
of possibilities that tickled
somewhere in her belly's pit
while you, wired and alive
enjoyed the drive from here
to there with no hours to
spare from this tiny town
to the new place you'd lay
in some foreign stay

so far away...

We talk long distance chatter
net, phone, doesn't matter
still hoping for the mother
son connection or some reflection
of the past
but it's different, though the
love is the same and now it's
not so painful to say your name
or visit your old room
where at night your computer light
used to glow beneath the door
though I assume,
it happens there

in Ohio...

It's just another time of missing
as another flies from the nest
and comes to rest in their own
little haven, let's see..
how many now has it been for me?

Three...

soon to be four, with the possibility
of one more. leaving me with only

two and once they're gone-

"there was an old lady who lived in
a shoe, all her babies left home and
she knew not what to do..."

I miss you, Joey...

~Willow~
7/04

iliana
Member Patricius

since 2003-12-05

Posts 13434
USA

1 posted 2004-07-11 02:45 AM

Welcome, Willow! What a fabulous piece of writing this is. And, oh, how well I know the feelings. I have one of two left at home and he just can't wait to grow up. Brava for the great poem.

.....jo

Mysteria

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since 2001-03-07

Posts 18328
British Columbia, Canada

2 posted 2004-07-11 04:11 AM

Oh my, I know this loss of a son as well, and I bet all Mothers go through this like you have described. I saw your name and anxiously opened your poem to read. My best friend's name was Willow - lovely name you have chosen for our pen name. Welcome to Ron's home of poetry, and I know you will indeed love it here.

Imagination is more important than knowledge...
Albert Einstein

Sunshine

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since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

3 posted 2004-07-11 06:43 AM

Long time no see, Willow. Welcome home. The cry of the mother to son is always heard, no matter what distance. Your poem was wonderful...I hope he reads it some day.

Kit McCallum

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since 2000-04-30

Posts 14774
Ontario, Canada

4 posted 2004-07-11 07:27 AM

What a beautiful poem ... you've captured the spirit of mother and son's views wonderfully. I enjoyed the flow and gentle rhyme throughout. Welcome to Passions, Willow.

Best wishes,
/Kit

Seymour Tabin
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since 1999-07-07

Posts 31720
Tamarac Fla

5 posted 2004-07-11 07:43 AM

Willow,
Well done and I enjoyed the read.

Michelle_loves_Mike

Senior Member

since 2003-12-20

Posts 1189
Pennsylvania

6 posted 2004-07-11 09:27 AM

I saw that look, and tears in my daddys eyes when I left home,,,only, I was moving from Ohio,,to PA......wonderful, heartfelt , words Willow,,,,be strong..

Michelle

I wish all could find the true happiness I have found,,in the eyes of Mike

Enchantress
Member Empyrean

since 2001-08-14

Posts 35113
Canada eh.

7 posted 2004-07-11 09:35 AM

This is beautiful beautiful heartfelt writing!
Very much enjoyed and welcome back...
Love to see more of your work.
~Smiles & Hugs, Nancy~

~Somewhere in my heart I'm always
Dancing with you in the summer rain ~

ThisDiamond
Member Rara Avis

since 2002-02-22

Posts 9353
Michigan, USA

8 posted 2004-07-11 10:40 AM

Well done.
Welcome to Passions...
A wonderful first post.
ThisDiamond

Susan
Member Ascendant

since 2004-03-27

Posts 5104
walking the surreal

9 posted 2004-07-11 12:18 PM

Oh my, this poem's flow of emotion and the choice of words, well expressed. It read easily and I could feel the sorrow of a mother when she must let go. Excellent.

Susan

Happiness isn't something that happens to you, it's created from within you. Joy is a state of mind.

Earth Angel
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since 2002-08-27

Posts 40215
Realms of Light

10 posted 2004-07-11 12:44 PM

Welcome back Willow! You certainly had me commiserating with you on this one. Mind you, it was one of my daughters that had grown up and out. My precious baby may no longer be a baby but she certainly is still precious to me.

A genuine out-pouring from a mother's heart.

Earth Angel

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