Can a child ever forget, how deep a mother’s love abides
All those days since birth, till now I’m grown she guides
Remembering her smile, so tender, so warm as her embrace
More than soothes away my pain, my fear of failure and disgrace
Even in my dreams she comforts, her voice, her scent would stay
Never will her being mother stop, till when I’m old and gray.
26 March 2015
Acrostic on Mother's Day - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by TAMMY REAMS
on this special day
I doest say
that thy mother is of graceful sort
it hath been said she is devine
and I do holdeth this to be true
now dearest mother may I be so bold
to tell you the sun still shinest on one so old
as true as this be
you still grasp your faith
like the roots of a tree
tis said you are wise
and this I have found true
the eye doeth grow deceived when it is drawn upon you
as your thoughts become known
only then your age is shown
Fleeting And With Vague Reference To Memory, Her Vision
Ruptures and Blurs: All The Lines Seamlessly Creasing
Onto One And Other. The Air Tastes So Much Sweeter When
Machines Pump the Air In And Out For You.
- Don't Even Have To Remember To Breathe -
Tedium Enslaves The Mindset, and Causes The Irrational To
Hemorrhage Fourth, Displacing Any Emotional Grounding, And
Eradicating Any Sense of a Self Obtained Freedom
- Sleep My Sweet... Sleep -
Twisted Metal Splayed Across The Concrete, The Haunting
Horrific Sound of Sparks Generated By The Rapid Deceleration.
Only The Front Seats Remained Intact As The Frames Crumpled
Under The Tremendous Pressure. The Dread Comes Before The
Gripping Fear, The Acknowledgement of Impact Forces The
Hands To Curl Up Into Fists and Squeezes The Sweat from
Tightening Palms. Time Rushes To a Stop, and The High Pitched
Screams, Become Disturbingly Deep Rumbles.
- It Hit The Back Harder -
Onset Bewilderment as a Result of the Fear. She Moves Her Hand
From The Bed, and Touches The Skin On Her Dads Wrist.
- He Stokes Her Hand Gently With His Thumb -
"Abigail" He Whispers, His Cheeks Stained With The Inevitability.
- His Hope For Her Had Withered -
Destiny is The Harshest Mediator of Time and Regret,
Yet It Presented Her With No Answers. She Struggles
Intricately For The Reasoning of The Event,
Never Fully Understanding Where She Was
Going, And Why She Was Going Alone.
- Her Words Stifled By Mucus -
Caressing Her Head and Stroking Her Hair,
He Let The Warm Liquid Stream Down His Face.
It Made Snail Silver Lines When Reflected
Light Shimmered Through It. He Held Tight,
Delicately Supporting Her Neck.
- And Laying Her Down -
- He Kisses Her Forehead -
- "Goodbye My Sweet" -
© Stacy Lynn Stiles
R... Right or wrong I came here.
U.. uncertain of what life would be.
B... Because God wanted me here.
Y... Young, I was once.
L... Love I did find.
E... Envy - I never had.
E... Everyone will read my Epitaph.
A princess they say she was.
A princess, she came to be.
A princess was Ruby Lee...
Written by lucilla M. Carrillo
This is very true. Ruby Lee was a real
American Indian Princess. Her granddaughter
was a writer. In 2007 she asked me to write
a poem for her. She was 100 years old in
02/ of 2007. They wanted to collect 100
poems and read them all to her on her day.
Her granddaughter was then 44 years old.
She died 2 months later.
It sounds good coming from our granddaughter
Grown up words she does not slaughter
This is what they mean to me
In an acrostic form of poetry
T rying hard to grow so fast
E nrichining each moment that goes past
C atching the gaze of boys who drool
H appy in knowing she is so cool
N ever behind the clothing trend
I mpeccably dressed she can transcend
C osmestics now her latest phase
A lluring, her looks do amaze
L aughing with a winning smile
L ovely eyes that could beguile
Y et an innocent young child
P erhaps through school days’ time will show
H ow fast this young lady may grow
Y ielding to the work and tests
S itting sometimes taking rests
I n order to see all around
C leverly her brain will bound
A chieving all she can possibly reach
L ater relaxing on a beach
L oving the days of school for they say
Y es the best days of your life have soon gone away
E xpectations we will have for sure
M aybe she will reach them and endure
O r just in case ours are too high
T hen set her own to reach the sky
I n order that she will one day
O btain a job with exorbitant pay
N ot sit around and waste her time
A s that would be a dreadful crime
L astly remember she is still a child
L earning her way in a world defiled
Y earning only to find herself
These are just three of the grown up words she will say
A child growing up who should take time for play
Use her brain to achieve the best she can be
It matters very much to me, for I love my granddaughter you see
I miss you Baby, Girl....
Every day, I do.
Demeaning, degrading this is how you feel about your situation
Eating away at the person you once were
Memory – short term this is decreasing at an alarming pace
Embarrassed when you can’t remember someone you knew well
No longer able to do the things you once so enjoyed
Time – going back to the past, recalling things you cannot change
Imagination – things you see and hear that aren’t real
All I wish is I could have you back as you once were
Written in tribute of my amazing mum
7th March 2014
D evoted to me from the start
O utstanding in care she imparts
N oble in fulfilling my needs
N oteworthy in words and in deeds
A ffectionate mother to me...
My Donna’s as sweet as can be!!!!
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Donna isn’t old enough to be my Mama, but she has the most beautiful heart of a mother and has taken me under her wing and adopted me as her daughter. I can’t tell you what a precious gift that is, especially since I lost my Mama 14 years ago….and I’m a BIG BABY at heart and need nurture and care. Thanks, Donna….for being in my life. I love you dearly!
When I was only five
Heard mommy always's say
Angel keep being naughty and you won't make it to
Entry for Adam Hapworth's
Captcha Acrostic Contest
H ow can you doubt what you are to me
A ll what I dream and do is for you
L ittle I show, but, for you, I fight
A nd never doubt: you're my first heartbeat...
(to my first-born child, who is a beautiful young lady now and mommy's hero... Thank you
for being patient.. I promise I will spend less time at work :)
M... My life I would give for you.
Y...You are the reason I live.
D...Don't ever forget that I love you.
A...Always remember my words.
U...Uncover the mystery of your mind.
G...God loves you, He won't mind.
H... Have faith and you'll succeed.
T...Time will give you what you need.
E...Everything will fall in place.
R...Remember I love you always.
Written by Lucilla M. Carrillo
Angels gave you wings so you can fly
Never will they allow you to fall
God gave you to me to always love
Everyday with you is a gift from above
Loving you is always a pleasure
Always will your angels guide you as you fly
There are times when I feel I don't have all the answers and I
Often have to ask God to give me the wisdom and understanding
Because being a mother, I don't always know what to do
Every day is a learning process, But I am eager and
Motivated to be the best mother I can be, I am
Overwhelmed at times but still so very
Thankful to God for blessing me with such a gift
Honored to be not only a mother but a friend
Ecstatic in watching my daughter grow and
Realizing that I was chosen to guide and nurture her
Is truly an amazing and overwhelming feeling
Since I had lost my first child, I'm still haunted
At the thought of who she or he would have been but
God has given me a second chance and I am so grateful
I get to wake up each day staring into her beautiful face
Fighting back the tears of happiness she has graced me with
Thinking to myself, I love her more than anything
Brave hearted, an ambitious soul
Raving beauty, tip of the knoll
Intellectually tops the poll
Thoughtful friend, able to console
Thinker, for deep answers she’ll troll
New adventures in her life stroll
Exceptional, she has big goals
Yearns for actions that make her whole
written 4th Feb 2005
D is for your "delightful smiles
A is for your "all or nothing attitude
K is for the "kindness in your eyes
O is for the "overwhelming feeling you give
D is for all the "Dora you watch, continiously
A is for the "abundance of energy you have
H is for all the "heartbreaks you will cause
So tiny and cute
With a personality to boot
So loving and caring
Your love is almost, overbearing
Dearest held me when I was just a babe, with hands so big and worn.
Always taking responsibility from the day that I was born.
Difficult was the work to give us food and a roof above our heads.
Daddy gave us coats and shoes and toys and a nice warm comfy bed ...
You gave us one thing that was the most, each day without complaint.
Serving your love and understanding on a never ending plate.
Girls think their dads are the best, but I for sure can say,
I know you are the best. Number one in my heart you will stay.
Rendering always the dearest to me; even when we are apart.
Love you dad for being you and giving me a start.
Product of a collaboration of Robert Pettit and Sally Smith
Kindhearted loving daughter
Always smiling, and enchanting
She stole my heart when she was born
A few mistakes I would make along the way but
Nestled in my arms I knew she would become the
Daughter I would love and cherish forever and a day
Remembering that moment, I've come to realize that
A beautiful young woman has blossomed right before my eyes
S he washes the dishes for a dollar an hour.
M akes enough to buy for one, some milk and some flour.
I nflation has reduced the purchasing power.
L ittle kid at home makes it all worthwhile,
E very night when he eats and sleeps with a smile.
Little angel came to me just before the dawn
A screech she did exhale followed by a yawn:
Charismatic, joyful happy soul shared her life with me
Every single day, month that has gone by:
Years she shines sunlight in my eye
written 22nd March 2001
H is for the many "hearts you will break
A is for the "appreciation you feel for love
N is for the "never endless laughs we'll have
N is for the loving "nature that radiates from you
A is for "all the happiness you bring to my life
B is for your "bubbly smiles
E is for our "endless memories
L is for all the "love you give
L is for a "lifetime we have together
E is for the "eternal freedom I give to you
So bubbly and bright
You alway's have to be right
Compassionate and sweet
To everyone you meet
But never comparing
To the mum, you are forever sharing
S. Self sufficient
N. Not appreciated enough
G. Good Nature
Something about her smile, the way it lights up her face
A quiet way about her; she treasures her personal space:
Reminds me of myself way, way back when
A quiet one, all the while knowing, knowing women and men:
Her quiet observations, her inner mystery will not be solved easily
Why Do I Love You?
©2011 C. Brent Cloyd
When I tell you that I love you
Hurriedly you ask, tell me why?
You laugh when in dismay I sigh
Dare now, listen to some reasons
Obsess and parse them if you please
I love because God gave you to me
Life is good when I see your smile
Observe your wittiness and style
Valuable are your hugs so snug
Each time you travel I feel a tug
You bring pride and make my heart dance
Overawed I choose to love, not perchance
Utmost I love because you are you.
Naturally is all you have to say
Ay i wake up to get my pay
Tell it through and true
U know i cant go our looking blue
Riding fancy clothes and wearing fast cars
All I have to do is aim for the stars
Lie to me like they lie to you
Looks like your dream has come true
You kneel then pray to see another day
Naturally that would be the last line but the lie i was told cant stop me from writing. It actually makes me write more and i know how it is on the road, coming out of bathrooms stepping on toads. Your life is pure so what is next, answer your phone very important text. Step outside to get some air, hiding from the people you thought you knew but found new friends in an empty room. Tired and breathing with fire from your chest, the door opens and you see that you will always be running from things you ran from in the past. Be a stop sign, posted on all most every street to stop the cars coming your way and when they pass you can resume your day.
Quietly reserved, shining child of light
a once in a lifetime jewel forever bright,
a delicate soul nurtured with loving care
a perfect wished for blessing quite rare,
Uncommonly gifted, of royalty crowned,
a faithful daughter of heritage profound,
a down-to-earth progeny of maturity sound
a sparkling gem of jovial energy unbound,
Essence of majesty across twilight’s sky
an endearing joyful tear in a Mother’s eye,
a breathtaking tropical sunset firstborn
a wonderful treasure just once wellborn,
Epitome of a shimmering moonlit night
a brilliant star visible at dawn’s first light,
a warm-hearted cheerful soul pure of heart
a soul of character and wisdom at the start,
Nature’s magical life’s journey begun
a heart renewed yet evermore golden,
a precious pearl never before seen
a divinely promised heavenly dream,
Innately soft spoken, not easily stirred
a celebration of love politely heard,
a cherished genteel spirit blest on high
a Mother’s joy ever treasured nearby,
Exquisite demure unforgettable cutie
an enduring first impression of beauty,
an inspired spirited belle of the ball
a truly unique someone adored by all.
© Eugene Harvey
written 22nd March 2001
E is for the emotions you show
M is for my little mother hubboard
I is for your impatience
L is for all the love you send my way
Y is for your way or no way
J is for all the joy you are bringing my life
O is for the overwhelming passion you share
So placid and true
Sent with eye's of heavenly blue
Filled with so much luck
For your alway's running a total muck
With a swish
In one breath, a
Had birthed hope..
Poet ~ Rick Parise
MY 7th Birthday (Bike)
BRING BACK OUR GIRLS..........
Bestiality in human faces
Religion in disguised cruelty
Intolerance puts fetters upon morality
Never-ending bloodbath of humanity
Generations trapped in infinite cry for freedom
Brutality finds refuge in gothic arms
Affliction upon innocent souls
Concerned voices in the wilderness
Knell of terror in unison sounds echo
Ode to Sambisa occupies my mind
Under the forest in bondage dreams are
Reality that haunts mankind
Girlhood ruddled by stains of pains in captivity
Infinite cries, lies, pains, sadness………
Rationale for my anger
Let thy tears their doom spell
Silence already spoken.
written 22nd March 2001
P is for your "petite little smile
A is for your bright "angle eyes
Y is for all the "yarns you tell
T is for the little "temper you have
E is for the "eternal happiness you bring
E is for the "endless laughter that follows
N is for the "nagging questions you ask
A is for your little muck "attitude
You are my petite little angle eyes
With a story behind every lie
Giving attitude to everyone
Except, the one you lovingly call mum