The Problem With Mothers, a Poem
I am becoming my mother,
like countless women before me became theirs -
all withering skin
wry remarks
and unremembered things
We both had our days as peach laden boughs of the same tree.
We walked with authority
first she
then me
both heavy with our fruits
heady with our responsibilities
and lavish with our endless judgments
We sprang up from our beds every morning
like a step springs from the earth that bears it.
We harnessed the downward force
and bounded forward
heedless of warnings.
Who had time to heed warnings?
The duties were many
the moments were too few.
Gravity both gave us our bounce
and kept our charges still
What neither of us knew then
we both know now
she dead, me following her closely:
As much as we loved gravity
gravity couldn’t have cared less
about us
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Very creative and to the point poem. I didn't know whether to smile or cry.. I suppose that's a good thing. Love how you included the pictures. They are truly nostalgic and made me smile at the end, that's how I knew I was meant to be happy about this realization rather than sad.. If that makes any sense. I don't know how long it has been since mom's passing, but regardless, I am sorry for your loss :-(
Beautiful and immortalizing poem though :-)
Thank you! She's been gone a long time now. But I miss her terribly sometimes. I love your comment. Life is what it is, both momentous and a nothing burger. Depends who you ask and when. Some comments just make me want to write another poem!
I know what you mean! Write Write Write!!!!! .. But no "nothing burger's" please.. haha
I've said it before. I'll say it again. You are a poet.
Filled with love. But also, a wistful regret, an awareness of inevitable mortality and a past that cannot be undone.
Bravo, @owasco, for moving me.
And thank you for that lovely comment, so true to what I was trying to convey, and actually showed me something I had unknowingly hidden in there that is so very much a force in my life - regret for some of my decisions. I almost took the line who has time to heed warnings? out because it seemed gratuitous (I did take it out, then put it back), but something more powerful told me to leave it in.
Poetry is often like freewriting - when a piece is done and published, I find truths in them both that I did not consciously know were there.
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This is superb! What a wonderful piece, to which every woman can relate! Bravo 💖
Thank you!
Holy smoking ruins, Batman! That was devastatingly beautiful! I am in awe.
WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!
I've been hibernating. We've been inundated with rain and everything is soggy and depressing. I'm trying to get myself back into the swing of things, but it's been a challenge!
I have missed you sorely. Getting back into swings can be pretty hard, and you were swingin'! Anyway, I am so happy to hear from you, and thank you for your great comment. Invoking batman no less! lol. I miss your photographs, and your goats, but mostly I miss your words and stories. No pressure though!
I got my fancy new camera and I have been trying to learn how to use it, but it won't stop raining! I can't go out in the wet with it, so most of my pictures have been very blah. I have been working on a post for a while, but I've been having technical difficulties. As for the words, the quotidian has overtaken my brain and drained all the poetry out of it. As the world comes back to life, I am hoping that my inspiration comes back with it. Thank you for your kind words.
Rain and muck have not deprived you of words, @goat-girlz. Love this:
the quotidian has overtaken my brain and drained all the poetry out of it. As the world comes back to life, I am hoping that my inspiration comes back with it. You haven't lost a thing! You're just holding yourself to a higher standard than mere mortals meet.
She does do that doesn't she? Or they? I'm not sure how many of these goat-girlz there are.
Just the one, now. I'm flying solo.
Oh, if only it were that easy! Ha ha! Check out the post I did yesterday to get a taste of what I've been doing. I am feeling decidedly mortal, and oh so fallible, but you are an angel so say such lovely things. You are always too kind to me.
Yes you gave us one post of stunning photos that you took with your new camera, then poof! you were gone. No pressure though. I certainly get that weird weather can be depressing. Over here on the other side of the country it's been so warm I have to wear tick protection to go outside.
Ticks in February? That's crazy! I did just post yesterday (finally) so you can get a hint of what I've been dealing with for the last couple of months. It's not just the weather. I really hope to get back on the wagon with you all. Your encouragement is so helpful.
Beautiful and moving! It reminded me of a similar poem written by my mother many many years ago. Thank you!
Ah! So you come from a line of poets?
It appears so! My mom and her dad, my grandpa - they both wrote poetry.
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A beautiful poem loaded with many truths.
Thank you so much for sharing it.
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I look like her more and more every day , and that’s wonderful, difficult and nice at once
I have always looked a lot like my mother did at every age. I am now a lot like her in other ways too. Thanks for stopping in!