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‘Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust’ (No one is going to bust up MY insides, sew my eyes and mouth shut, drain my blood and pump me full of fluid then seal me up in a concrete drawer) Mama I was so young, so very young So very young and so very curious You were sitting in your favorite chair I was sitting on the arm of your chair ”Mama what did they do to you in the hospital” You parted your gown and I saw a flaming scar Something was missing… The lady with the bun on her head came into the classroom with an apple I was called out into the hall The lady with the bun on her head presented me with the apple I said “Thank you for the apple” She said, “You’re welcome son” (Teacher had a grave look on her face, shaking her head slightly and muttering) The lady with the bun on her head said “I need you to come with me son” and escorted me outside where our car was waiting; grandma and grandpa in the front, daddy in the back with my two brothers. Daddy said with a wavering voice, “Boys, your mother has gone to be with the Lord” We rode home in silence… They even had a dresser with a mirror with plush carpet, end tables and lamps in the room we were escorted to They had you laid out in a bed with the covers folded neatly down but it was not really you… Someone had made a copy of you A life sized, porcelain doll image of you Grandpa went over and reached down “Look, she has her favorite earrings on Doesn’t she look beautiful” (Mama, I didn't think you looked beautiful at all) I remember asking daddy, "Daddy, how come, how come they gonna put mama in that drawer” Mama I was so young, so very young I was at the ideal age of six mama Old enough to comprehend but too young to understand Old enough to hurt like hell but too young to know why I guess I miss you even now mama Mama, I guess what I miss the most is just growing up without you and that you never said goodbye… Oh mama... don’t let them bust up my insides, sew my eyes and mouth shut, drain my blood and pump me full of fluid, then seal me up in a concrete drawer like they did you…

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 5/7/2016 4:49:00 PM
Tim , nice to see this poem in Justin's contest. *skat*
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Date: 3/20/2016 12:01:00 AM
Tim, nice to see your poem got an HM on Justin's latest contest. HUGS ~LINDA~
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Date: 6/15/2015 7:48:00 PM
this is an awesome win Tim, sk
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Date: 6/14/2015 7:50:00 PM
I was 7 when my Grandma passed away and I knew something had happened, but didn't really understand... Your poem is a reminder of the chilling reality we all must face. Great writing, Tim! Congrats on the win!
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Tim Ryerson
Date: 6/14/2015 11:02:00 PM
Thanks Kelly! Placing in your contests is ALWAYS an honor...
Date: 3/21/2014 8:05:00 AM
Wow! I am not sure what to say. My heart broke for the little boy you were while reading this brilliant gem. Congrats on your win.
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Date: 3/20/2014 6:05:00 AM
Lovely and heartfelt poem on mommy. Congrats on the fine win, tim
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Date: 3/19/2014 5:37:00 PM
Tim, A tender loving write... :) Congratulations, with your winning poem, --A very touching topic, sponsored by the Awesome and Sweet Leonora-- Sending hugs ~LINDA
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Date: 3/19/2014 1:05:00 PM
Tim, this is well done and penned for this contest... Congratulations on the win... Verlena
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Date: 3/19/2014 12:08:00 PM
This is a great and very touching poem for mom my dear friend Tim. Congratulations! Thank you so much for sharing and your loving support in my contest! Love lots and biggest hugs, Leonora
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Date: 7/18/2013 10:09:00 PM
Tim, Nice to see you on Debbie Guzzi, winning list...... Congratulations! Hugs* SKAT
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Date: 7/18/2013 2:37:00 PM
What a polished writer you are now! Big Congrad's on your fine work taking a top spot! Light & Love
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Date: 7/18/2013 8:33:00 AM
this is wonderful, tim! you absolutely captured that young boy's emotions (yours?) perfectly. very tender, touching and sad.
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Date: 7/17/2013 4:51:00 PM
one cannot transcend grief, especially if it is nebulous.. your words gave this piece such impact, tim.. congrats on your win!..:) hugggs
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Date: 7/17/2013 1:40:00 PM
Congrats on your winning work..Sara
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Date: 7/17/2013 7:07:00 AM
Heartbreaking, friend, it brings back memories of my mother's death, when my youngest brother was not even six, but I was at a neither- here- nor- there- age, eighteen!!! Congrats, thanks for your kind words!!
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Date: 7/17/2013 7:04:00 AM
great write Tim.....congrats on your win
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Date: 7/16/2013 6:18:00 PM
wow! Tim I love it! all my insides are moved. some good, some not...... :-( 10 in my heart. one of your best so far. as far as my reading goes on your work. ....luv luv...linda
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Date: 7/16/2013 5:47:00 PM
This indeed is one that grabbed me, and shook my memory. Losing my own mother at a young age.......how I can relate to your tender, sad story. I'm honored to share this place in the contest with you, Tim! :)
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Date: 7/3/2013 7:11:00 AM
Powerful & gripping lines! A massive blend of a need to break free and heartache. Wonderful job!
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Date: 7/1/2013 1:47:00 PM
hi tim, I think you've done a great job here in writing from the child's perspective, which isn't always easy; I'm flattered that you chose my poem as your inspiration, it will be interesting to see all the different ideas that are inspired by the various poems debbie has chosen, I hope this one does well for you :)
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Date: 6/30/2013 1:29:00 PM
intense piece with great phrasing and deep sentiments, tim... fine write of depth and consummate poetic artistry…:) hugggs
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Date: 6/30/2013 11:27:00 AM
This is fine Tim, it didn't have to have the same subject matter ;) GOOD!! writing, Light & Love Cher
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