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Mother the Mother
A series of haiku poems inspired by the wonderful nurturing, supportive mothers in my life - thank you for *planting the forest* :
I am a splinter
What I need is a forest
Mother the Mother
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Tender and swollen
Every inch of my being
Mother the Mother
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Sitting in silence
Musing, panicking, drowning
Mother the Mother
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Sunday 1st December 2024 10:18 pm
I wish I had permission to - a poem about motherhood
I wish I had permission to- a poem.about motherhood
1I wish I had permission to,
Make a cuppa, make a brew.
Have a shower, wash my hair.
Shave my legs, have time to care!
I wish I had permission to....
But as it stands, I'm holding you.
I wish I had permission to,
Put my face on, look anew.
Pluck my eyebrows, and my chin!
Like my body, let go of THIN.
I wish...
Sunday 1st December 2024 10:11 pm
Gentleness
You’re a study to me
content in your calmness
not derailed by desire
nor rotten with bitterness
You cry when you need to
outspoken but reasonable
never screaming, no ill meaning
at your core, only gentleness
An easiness in each movement
you wave everyone in
make integrity and kindness
look utterly effortless
Disarming and charming
you got strong
from lifting others up
as if it...
Tuesday 8th November 2022 5:05 pm
Cruelty to Boys
I saw you there sweating
while under the shade
screaming, "stop that now"
and you threw a book
thump
straight out in front of you
onto faded grass.
You ordered him, "Go!
Pick it up, you useless child"
A well-dressed boy in a school cap
cowered to gain the book
brought it back to you;
you dropped it
Twice!
So he had to pick it up again, and again
while you admonished him for ...
Friday 9th April 2021 1:42 pm
Last Day at School
Reflections on single-parenthood.
Last Day at School
And you are off,
Floating through our front door,
Awash with make-up,
Dripping with love,
Much taller now,
Towering above me
A figure of strength,
Last day at school
Where are you now?
When you are not with me,
No need for cuddles,
No clinging to my leg,
You won’t remember,
...Saturday 6th February 2021 8:09 pm
Blackbird Mother
My wings are brown, not black and shiny.
I'm always peeping out through leaves.
I try and keep above the fear trilling below,
I know they are ingesting bitter roots.
And yet I swallow their song all the same.
The empty smoke of hope that arises,
as I am the Blackbird mother sitting,
gathering material and protecting you,
refined in pointless expectation.
I am a gust of failure that ruins,
...
Tuesday 18th June 2019 4:00 pm
Words
words
no man should know
or say
words
no child should hear:
parent, pray
to be spared.
as he sat with his sons at home
and struggled to find
words:
he knew
she will never return to us
he knew
she is too ill
In a time when she was strong
for them
as her body weake...
Wednesday 20th September 2017 3:36 pm
Motherhood
Being a mother can be very tough
There are days when I feel all gruff
Every time I feel like that I wish I know
I simply need to relax & go with the flow
Every time my kids make utter mess
I wish I know there are many who suffer from being childless
Every time I see my dreams being fulfilled in their future
I wish I know my job is not to control but to nurture
I wish I remember that they ...
Tuesday 3rd January 2017 8:32 am
Tips for my Daughter, How not to get raped, pt1
There is a time to please, to appease, to apologise
For the tease, for existence
To apologise for the breasts, and the audacity
To want ownership, to be landed gentry of the manger
To pray less than politely for a lack of invitation from
The testosterone laden entitlement
When you trust him, the deceit still sits
In that firm space between gender specifications and stereot...
Monday 2nd May 2016 10:40 pm
Love
I want to be alone,
but only within my family.
I want to to teach you
but only with him too.
I want to help myself
but only if you help me.
I want to be confident
but only if you are there.
I want to be creative
but only if you allow me.
I want to be a parent
but only if I’m parented.
I want to be an adult
but only if I can be a child.
I want to feel emotions
but only if you hold me...
Thursday 3rd December 2015 3:26 pm
The Hourglass
We exist on the clock
a meander in the changing river
I clutch at air but it’s gone
the sand of the banks
slips through my hands
my hands
flow all over you
There is a magic I think we should birth
there is a magic I think you’d regret not knowing
and yet we look the other way
as those sands flow…
as those sands flow through…
We tussle on the floodplain
blowing leaves caught by the...
Tuesday 3rd February 2015 3:07 pm
She fed my soul
She sent me out into the world,
But before she did she made sure I had breakfasted.
She sent me out into the world,
But before she did she filled my lunch box.
She sent me out into the world,
But for me tea she prepared a banquet,
Gil and Benjamin broke my fast,
So though I knew the revolution would not be televised
I saw a poet could be hero in my Mother’s...
Thursday 6th January 2011 10:01 pm
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