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Mother and I

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Mother and I

Mother shares all, sacrificing 'til barren.

She and I are one, united in breath and dust,
the atoms and spirits spinning, fragments of failures,
curiosity and constraint... I was tempted in the orchard.
I was cold in the desert. I felt abandoned...

Dreams are feathers fleeing on wings.
Birds of Paradise in the mind's eye...

Destitute yesterday, fruitful tomorrow.
Decadence is a disease. No one is healthy.
We are changing, dying from birth to grave,
I hold onto the internal, eternal while I ramble on and on...
Mother, are you listening?

I live in a trench of contentment, sheltered 
in my little world of sun and shadow, small
in my birthplace, blaming and forgiving,
striving and settling...digging my hands in the dirt.

Mother, you are the daisy, dainty and demure,
fair to the admiring eye, silent like the sunrise.
I pick daisies from your garden and pluck the petals hoping for love.
I may never know...

Mother, you are the redwood, strong and mature,
praising golden sky, healing and wise.
I climb your branches and gather leaves for the wind's scrapbook.
A lifelong search...

Mother, who are you? Who am I?
We are the distant stars.
We are the rivers nigh.
the daisy and redwood live;
we are earth, water, sky, life and death.
A dream on wings, laboring land,
A prayer on bended knee,
we dance, swim, fly, stand tall.
I call her friend...

Mother shares all, giver and taker of life 'til the end.


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  1. Date: 8/26/2012 2:33:00 PM
    As though she wrote it herself. Mothers are like that, you know. :) The mother child connection is possibly the strongest there is. It's clear to see yours. Soup Mail.

  1. Date: 8/19/2012 11:27:00 AM
    wow, what emotions and great lines about your mother you shared with this poetry. This is an amazing poem, Rhonda. I wish I could do one about my mother as eloquent as this one!

  1. Date: 8/18/2012 11:32:00 PM
    The love and emotions of a Mother in all languages and in communities of the world remains the same as the birds and animals and even flowers cares for their little ones. It's beautiful Poem Rhonda. The last paragraph is the most touching one my friend and thank you for your precious comments of my Prayer Poem. Sorry for the delay due to specific reason. Thanks for this wonderful write on Mother. Love and best wishes always...Ravindra

  1. Date: 8/18/2012 11:22:00 PM
    This is definitely a keeper Rhonda. A lot of thought and love reflected in this poem.

  1. Date: 8/18/2012 3:15:00 AM
    Wow Rhonda, the message is loud and clear, in this wonderful poem, just love this.

  1. Date: 8/17/2012 7:52:00 AM
    I have enjoyed reading your well written poetry this morning Rhonda. I hope to be able to read more of your poems soon. Have a wonderful weekend and thank you for sharing your writing with us. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 8/17/2012 6:52:00 AM
    Interesting thoughts penned about the job of being a mother..Thanks for stopping by my blog and I am looking forward to reading your entry..Sara

  1. Date: 8/17/2012 6:09:00 AM
    Rhonda, this is a heartfelt write dedicated to mother. You bare the raw emotions for a mother who gives unconditionally to her daughter. After reading this I am going to pick up the phone and give a call to mine, tears in my eyes I suddenly feel like hugging her. A big FAV!!

  1. Date: 8/17/2012 1:20:00 AM
    Rhonda this is a very strong cry of the unity of women through life, not to sound sexist, because I am not, I wonder could a male write like this about HIS mother, is the empathy the same?..I know i couldn't, well done...David

  1. Date: 8/16/2012 10:43:00 PM
    Rhonda, this is very beautiful.... i love the entire context of an everlasting bond, that makes 2 as one... my real mother is resting.... and somehow she was not a giver. sorry for expressing my true feelings about my real mother who gave me up for adoption... but, on the brighter side. I'm 10 times the mother she will ever be.. your a lucky lady. I adore my second mother, she is my distant star... and i believe if she was not lost to Alzheimer~ we would be best friends. love your poem, PD

  1. Date: 8/16/2012 10:32:00 PM
    This is a truly sentimental write my friend! I am emotionally connected with this poem! I can feel the powers within this piece! I really love the grandeur it bestows! What a delightful and yet dynamic poem! Wonderful write, Great Work!!