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The wonderful woman buried there

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The wonderful woman buried there

The wonderful woman buried there 
Molded me in her hands with vision’s care
Of enthusiastic pot maker’s creativity;
Ushered me in this world of cruelty
And gallant gave me her sweet breast
Of milk so my spirit was the joy’s crown;
She held me tight in her balmy bosom
So such sincere sense of security
Handed me everlasting love of purity.

The wonderful woman buried there
Gained me my identity as sturdy as a snare;
Her great feat in edification
Lent intellect to my premature years
Hence now I stay alive wholly because of her-
No human race can subsist without mother.

The wonderful woman buried there
Self-sacrificed herself on the cross’s jolt
Flaking searing tears of salt through droughts 
So I may grow to be a man neigh naughty
But a man educated deeply like her-
 When the tears fell on my countenance,
The tears did not taste of salt
But like the crack of dawn’s sun.

The wonderful woman buried there
In that sinister sepulcher, beneath the cross
The lady whose epitaph reads:

‘Herein rests lady, Dr Trusila
      PhD Social Motherhood,
A committed mother, sociable worker,
Human liberation seeker,
      The sun for her lone son….’

The wonderful woman buried there,
 The brilliant woman who gave me life
That woman who is masked there is my mother.


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  1. Date: 4/16/2013 1:19:00 AM
    I slowly comprehend this, unknown to me, dimension of yours; the diligent and humble way of expression; the very personal words that combine to quietly flowing free verse. Worthy child of a beautiful mother that smiles and is proud of you. I "saw" the marble and my eyes and mind approached it. G.

  1. Date: 3/1/2011 5:26:00 PM
    so wonder!!! what a man you are..I'm sure she was very proud of YOU! Light & Love

  1. Date: 2/13/2011 12:51:00 PM
    Your poem has so touched my heart and inner soul HONESTY.. so touching ...brings back memories of my Mother ... u should enter this one in John Heck's new contest ..check out his blog for rules luv..and good luck if u do..

  1. Date: 2/12/2011 11:27:00 PM
    HOnesty, I am glad to have finally seen this.All this time, I did not know you were a guy. I often have this problem with the foreign names! So you are the son of "the sun for her lone son" what a moving line of poetry. YOur name honesty truly befits you!

  1. Date: 2/11/2011 10:38:00 PM
    A wonderful tribute to your mother and I am sure she was proud of you. Love, Joycet

  1. Date: 2/9/2011 9:47:00 AM
    Honesty, I'm sorry you lost your mother. Mine is gone too so I can appreciate the sadness as well as the wonderful memories you describe of your loving mother. Beautifully written from your heart! Love, Carolyn

  1. Date: 2/6/2011 4:19:00 AM
    Such admiration and love that you express for your mother in these lines..She must have been an exceptional woman..Good work with excellent rhythm and rhyme..Your presence at my work was like a ray of sunshine this early morn..Sara