Open Poetry #37 |
Through a Mother’s Eyes |
poettothecars Senior Member
since 2006-02-10
Posts 1093New Zealand |
4047 Through a Mother’s Eyes 27 June 2005 Through a mother’s eyes moist with tears Her daughter was absolutely the most beautiful girl in the world With such poise and grace aligned to her young body As in ballerina upon a stage she in daughter danced and twirled This solo performance - flawless in that of a mother’s view And without doubt those of others who knew Dance like an angel she could To see her daughter glide across the stage - as if she owned the very timbers she stood Her extensions arm movements showmanship and deliverance Made this mother look on in awe Like the first time as to the last - to as if not have seen such pleasure in heart before So much talent in that modest human being of stature This mother choked up inside Of feeling proud and honored to be able to share that experience with her blood and kin of pride As through a mother’s eyes moist with tears in being human in kind and in song She danced to truly be the most absolutely beautiful girl in the world and mother would not be wrong “Motherhood is neither a duty nor a privilege, but simply the way that humanity can satisfy the desire for physical immortality and triumph over the fear of death.” Dame Cecily Isabel Fairfield DBE [December 25, 1892- March 15, 1983], a British-Irish feminist and writer who wrote under the pseudonym of ‘Rebecca West’ a poet who cares |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Now... write for a Father... because this needs its companion peace. [Nope, didn't spell a thing wrong.] |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
this was awesome, and I echo Kari's comment... |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Christopher~ While I may not agree with "Rebecca West" in her views of motherhood ... I did enjoy your penning~ Thank you for sharing~ Welcome to our circle~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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