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Childhood Treasures

Entering the cave of a wide open mouth
Pulling on the slippery uvula 
Reaching for the nasal cavity
Taking a breath before leaping for the eye socket
Where I view the world that plows the field of future

Then taking dirt road veins to a house on 123 east Sycamore
          Where Under the bed in my room is a cranial box of treasure
                Opening the box exposes the parietal cortex

A single mother loving four children
A family of five on welfare
A mother in and out of the hospital
A ten year old boy visits mom on Sunday
       A confused orphan on Monday
A mother enters holy sleep at thirty-five years of age

I love you mom 
My son KJ often asks of you 
As I close this box and return to the dirt road of veins, now paved 
My moist cave will echo, only the love of a mother


I miss my mother on special occasions in my life, and often wonder what things would be 
like if she still lived? However I have been blessed to have known her and I live a 
prosperous life for which I'm thankful for.....

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  1. Date: 9/16/2009 7:03:00 AM
    nice tribute to your mom, nicely penned

  1. Date: 9/15/2009 9:10:00 AM
    this is extremely well-written poem. i know what it is like to lose someone you love. i wish i could say it gets better but you will always miss your mom, and that is a good thing. you never truly die until everyone on earth has forgotten you. as long as your loved ones hold you in their heart you will continue to live on.

  1. Date: 9/14/2009 3:53:00 PM
    Very touching and a good poem it`s sad though I`m sorry about ur mother gangster! Mr. Lopez u rock!

  1. Date: 9/14/2009 1:47:00 PM
    Heartfelt poem Abe>>James

  1. Date: 9/14/2009 1:12:00 PM
    this is very nice alo I'm sorry about ur mother...

  1. Date: 9/13/2009 5:58:00 PM
    This is very moving and brilliant... Tell me, if I'm Right - Are You Traveling like an embryo thru your Mother's Life/Body Seeing things thru Her Eyes and Emotions (and Reflecting Your Own)... At Least, that's what I got... Anyways, This is A Beautiful Piece... Poignant and Accepting... Keep Writing and I'll certainly enjoy reading... (going into my Fav's) MoonBee

  1. Date: 9/12/2009 11:26:00 PM
    Abe, this is such a unique piece! You've such a fresh way of speaking your heart and mind here. If your mother were still here, she'd be so very proud of you! Blessings to you always! Donna

  1. Date: 9/12/2009 10:19:00 PM
    Hey, Abe. I come back just to let you know that i wouldn't be happy to get on el toro rojo.

  1. Date: 9/12/2009 7:50:00 PM
    I miss my mother, too, James. And there are times I still talk to her when I am alone. She's been gone for 25 years, but once she came to me in a dream when I was going through a rough time. There she was surrounded by a golden light at the foot of my bed talking to me. My mom died young, too, so I can relate to how you felt losing her at such a young age. Beautiful write, Abe! You brought back wonderful memories. Thank you. Love, Carolyn

  1. Date: 9/12/2009 11:12:00 AM
    Abe, words cannot truely express the beauty of your poem and how it made me feel. I am so sorry. GBY always. Thank you for sharing this beautifully expressed piece of your heart. Love, Robin

  1. Date: 9/12/2009 8:51:00 AM
    Oh dear, Abe..the heart ache, the painful years..makes one wonder how a child makes it through to the other side, to become the fine man you are today.To lose your mother so young,under such circumstance..I can't imagine.Losing my own when she was 46, I thought I couldn't bear it..but I had more years than makes me know how fortunate I am to have had that extra time. This is magnificent, touching sad..all these things...and I often have the same thought..what things would have been like?

  1. Date: 9/12/2009 7:55:00 AM
    Excellent poem, Abe. Such an inspired way of writing about a memory box.

  1. Date: 9/12/2009 3:25:00 AM
    This masterpiece broke my heart my dear friend,very young age to lose a mum,my grandma was 37yrs old when she died,all i have are photos,never saw her and many times i find myself asking the same thing,what if she lived to hug me..yet i have the aswer,she lived and still does in a better place then here,watchin over me..and so does your mum..very deep write..excellent--Charma

  1. Date: 9/11/2009 11:24:00 PM
    Terribly heartbreaking! Its third stanza is so disturbing, my painful. Thanks for sharing this piece with us. Ruben.

  1. Date: 9/11/2009 9:43:00 PM
    Compelling and poignant, sad and well written. So many times we wish things could be different and so many times those things are meant for a grandeur plan...Raul