All Is Well

When lattice of tears dampen gloomy nights,
Cutting through a ragged shade, a moondust black
Remember me as your protective harbor , a sanctuary
With gentle arms outstretched which understand
Those woeful cries howling a bullied refrain—
For I’ll serenade you with this assurance… never fear
Until  eve’s warm pillow lays itself down;
Then remember me in this unkind world… all is well--
My whisper hums,’ Dear son… you are not alone.”


For Silent One's Contest: Nine lines to let them know 
everything will be fine     7/26/2018
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Barry-Nishanian Avatar
September 20, 2018 at 11:22 PM
Congrats on first place.. Mother's heart speaks truthfully..
Gauthier Avatar
September 15, 2018 at 7:38 PM
Lovely, nette. Congrats on your gold medal win.
Haight Avatar
September 10, 2018 at 6:32 PM
Such loving assurance expressed in such beautifully flowing words, Nette. Congratulations on your 1st Place win! Hugs, Sandra
Godwin Avatar
September 10, 2018 at 9:34 AM
Just beautiful, Nette. Feeling grabs from line one and keeps touching one deeper. A deserved win! Love and light ... CayCay
Messina Avatar
September 10, 2018 at 8:09 AM
Beautiful poem Nette, Congratulations on your 1st place win... huggs Charlie
One Avatar
September 10, 2018 at 5:59 AM
Beautiful lines Nette.. A son needs his mother... I cans see the wonderful support in your words.. Congratulations on your first place in the contest..
Juman Avatar
July 29, 2018 at 9:59 AM
I feel you my dear Lovely write
Daniel Avatar
July 28, 2018 at 1:36 AM
Wonderful verse, Nette, a mother's comfort cannot be compared:)
Michael Avatar
July 26, 2018 at 10:58 AM
Nice...Do you in fact have a son...Enjoyed it...All the best nette
Onclaud Avatar
July 26, 2018 at 11:19 AM
inspired by my sister's experience... enjoyed your insights, arturo!
Turner Avatar
July 26, 2018 at 7:12 AM
I think at some point most people are bullied in life. When my dad found out I was being bullied, he taught me how to box. Written as the words of a loving mother, nette. Good luck!
Onclaud Avatar
July 26, 2018 at 11:20 AM
good for you, daniel... bullies are in reality, cowards... many thanks!
Krutsinger Avatar
July 26, 2018 at 7:09 AM
You do not look old enough to have a son, so I have no idea whether this is fact or fiction, but if you do have one, he is a lucky child indeed. I feel goosebumps when I read this poem.It is so heartfelt, Nette!
Onclaud Avatar
July 26, 2018 at 11:34 AM
i have nephews who undergo such ordeals, i call them' sons..' i liked what you said, caren... thanks loads!
Pandit Avatar
July 26, 2018 at 6:50 AM
Very reassuring words, nette..delicately rendered , full of love and care.
Onclaud Avatar
July 26, 2018 at 11:39 AM
so right, vijay... enjoying this warm interchange.. thanks much!
Man Avatar
July 26, 2018 at 5:49 AM
So beautiful your lines and better still those arms to seek out and rest in. You write of a comfort not only the body needs, but the soul as well. Nette, your art inspires.. and here it holds as well!
Onclaud Avatar
July 26, 2018 at 11:35 AM
may we always be a guardian to those who need us, D...your feedback is much appreciated
Cunningham Avatar
July 26, 2018 at 5:01 AM
Lovely verse nette, to know you're not alone in this cruel world is very reassuring Tom
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