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Poem For My Mother

The fire in Daytona                                                                                                                        Has changed everything now                                                                                                                           And pauline is finally gone                                                                                                             Farther away this time than than the lighthouse at Ponce Inlet                                                           Or the locked ward at County General                                                                                                And the only perspective that I can find                                                                                       Is that even in her own naivety she was determined                                                                                   To have things her own way in the end                                                                                                 And yet death is a way of gambling too                                                                                                      That doesn't always guarantee an integration of one's soul                                                     If there is a lesson in our mother's passing over like she did                                                                 It might be that love itself is inadequate at times                                                                          No matter how the loved ones  try                                                                                                   Or that self-fulfilling prophecies can be as dangerous                                                                 As they can be beautiful and grand                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            

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  1. Date: 12/19/2013 12:44:00 PM
    full of wisdom and perspective. but difficult to read.

    Ainsley Avatar Michael Ainsley
    Date: 1/3/2014 12:44:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    thank you
  1. Date: 8/24/2013 5:12:00 PM
    We all die someday, and at the same time, some may forget to live, given the chaos of what it takes to exist from day to day. Although it is true that love may never be adequate, I doubt with all my heart, that we ever shall cease to seek it. -Heather Love lives on even through Death, and perhaps other worlds, other lives exist for us still, where familiar paths collide once more, even if just in passing..

    Ainsley Avatar Michael Ainsley
    Date: 8/24/2013 8:14:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    thank you
  1. Date: 6/25/2013 10:19:00 PM
    I like this very much Michael, I've always been one to communicate with the other side,, as my mom taught me. I wrote one called 'Lillian" about her. thank you for liking my Touch of Skin ;} I shall have to go thru your poems from the start ;}

    Ainsley Avatar Michael Ainsley
    Date: 8/24/2013 8:15:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    thank you
  1. Date: 4/18/2013 3:51:00 PM
    Michael; Tjhis is sad, but I would like to believe that we don't die. we just pass over to the other side. many blessings. I'm sure she watches over you. ..... Lucilla

  1. Date: 3/25/2013 12:04:00 PM
    A very sad poem, Michael. I am sorry for your loss. Sometimes people are suffering inside themselves. Love and hugs, Catie :)