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30 Years of Blooms

I guess it’s time to stop asking questions,
and start answering them.
Wipe away long dead evaporations;
mined trails overgrown with new,
more current vines.

Time to remove the silver duct-tape
from the face of killed memory; (the girl
in the cavern who sits, wide eyed and bound
at her skeletal ankles and wrists at the top 
of the wicked peak, looking for a way out –
her green eyes wild and rolling
like thunder and mustangs at the edge 
of the drop ,
looking for a way out of this 
buried-alive, hell)
and replace it with white words whispered
into my own children’s ears.

I cannot judge you.
Just as I cannot judge her.
We are all together in this moment.

And although I’d love to be 
the high and mighty mother who says,
“OH! I would never do that to MY kids –
never!”
I won’t. 
I won’t give him the pleasure.
The one who turned you to glass; beat you
until you were nothing but sunlight
in your own mother’s memory.
She loved me as I love mine (including
the young one who waits for her savior with 
the shining scissors; coming through 
the dark like rebirth and deliverance;
like a cool cloth on a charred brow).

So I will plant my Mother’s Day lilac tree
in her honor –
burying the questions,
honoring the love we shared
and still share.
We will leave our judgments at the door and sit 
beneath its amethyst blooms 
(my birthstone; 
                                  your given gift of insight)
exalting in the sacred heart of motherhood;
laughing until we cry;
feeding its deep roots
with memory.




© Kristin Reynolds 5 9 09

*Dedicated to my Mother this Mother's Day (I hope you are listening...)

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  1. Date: 5/14/2009 12:01:00 PM
    Quite a tribute Kristin, beautiful words leading to a beautiful read, James

  1. Date: 5/11/2009 1:19:00 PM
    What's to say? You touched the special place...You always seem to manage that, Kristin. All it takes is just a line from you and I'm rewarded. This one has a bunch! Love, daver

  1. Date: 5/10/2009 6:46:00 PM
    I have had wonderful Mothers Day...home to read my soup and find this extroidenary write. Ive had a good cry now and am thinking of my mother...BG

  1. Date: 5/10/2009 5:36:00 PM
    This is incredible. So heartfelt and open...so raw and refined. This is really the true essence of poetry. I send a piece of this wonderful work to the memory of my mother. I am in awe. My v=best. ~Charlie

  1. Date: 5/10/2009 10:03:00 AM
    Forgiveness is said to be one of the strongest acts a man or woman can perform, Kristin, and your strength is revealed beautifully in this tender verse. Hope your Mom is "listening" and loves it. She can be proud of the good values she helped create in you. God bless you an Happy Mother's Day, Kristin! Love, Carolyn

  1. Date: 5/10/2009 7:19:00 AM
    soupmail delivery :)

  1. Date: 5/10/2009 12:22:00 AM
    A heartfelt tribute of love indeed Kristin Rgds Brian & thanks for your welcome comments

  1. Date: 5/9/2009 5:38:00 PM
    Sometimes I am invited into a private moment through a write and I tremble to go ... for this one I did not know I was inside until I came to the exit door ... It means a lot to me to read the way paint pictures with words on my mind ... Light and love.

  1. Date: 5/9/2009 5:30:00 PM
    Ahh...K you made me cry. This is definetly one of your very best and of course she is listening. Don't even question that. Forgiveness is growth and you are a strong person. Probably one of the strongest i have ever met. Wonderful writing that I felt in my soul. That is the beauty of your words. Love you!!! Love C

  1. Date: 5/9/2009 2:52:00 PM
    Kristin, I can feel your mothers heart in your words. She is listening smile. I know today she's thinking just how very proud of you she is. This poem touched me deeply. A powerful write written straight from your beautiful heart. Happy Mothers Day sweetie! Love Light Truth Patricia

  1. Date: 5/9/2009 11:40:00 AM
    This is so beautiful, touches places in my soul, Kristin. Too many heart-wrenching and breathtaking lines to go over here. Such a gift...Love, Sara

  1. Date: 5/9/2009 11:00:00 AM
    Ps...this goes into my fave.

  1. Date: 5/9/2009 10:47:00 AM
    You have inspired me my dear..this is first class writing..you are a gem..your words moved me..beating her until she is sunlight...you have no idea what that does to me..you evoked so much emotions with this write...i shall try and write today..was not planning to write but perhaps i should..my heart is heavy....thoughts of my mother are flooding my head.......Kristin you are pure gold.

  1. Date: 5/9/2009 9:38:00 AM
    It's such a gift to ourselves when we can finally fogive and go forward and make our own sweet memories, especially the ones you are making with your own children. When the lilac is old enough to bear the beautiful blossoms I hope their fragrance takes you to a happy memories that you've made.

  1. Date: 5/9/2009 8:35:00 AM
    oh goodness! Kristin this one is hallowed!!!! just a magnificent poem of tribute, whooshhh!!! you are so delightful!!!! Love, Jim

  1. Date: 5/9/2009 8:14:00 AM
    Kristin, since we've talked, I know that you know how this touches me. Although I have nothing to forgive, in my case...it was different in that way..and perhaps the flowers that bloom are Lillies of the Valley...instead, .......the heart of your poem touches my own childhood memory...of loss, of love, of cherishing my own even more. God Bless

  1. Date: 5/9/2009 8:13:00 AM
    Extremely poignant, Kristin. "I guess it’s time to stop asking questions,/and start answering them."... Brilliant beginning. "I cannot judge you./just as I cannot judge her./We are all together in this moment."... This stanza is pure emotion and absolution. "So I will plant my Mother’s Day lilac tree/in her honor –/burying the questions –/honoring the love we shared/and still share."...heartbreaking lines....Amazing poem, my friend. Have a wonderful Mother's day. Ruben.

  1. Date: 5/9/2009 7:31:00 AM
    Hi Kristin.. deeply moving.. I have a tight throat... exceptional writing, as always. Is she listening... ? Of coarse she is ...... beautifully personal, and a testement to your love and bond. I bow low

  1. Date: 5/9/2009 6:56:00 AM
    Oh glorious, ever blooming fragrance of memory and love. How is it my mother is lilacs too? A deeply emotional, personal and powerful write. Yes, your children are so lucky to have you. Somehow I know she is listening, all the time. Happy Mother's Day Kristin. With much love, Shar xoxo