Hearing
Become a
Premium Member
and post notes and photos about your poem like Sandra Haight.
Written May 2, 2015
Entered September 3, 2023
In The Contest, "Five Senses"
Sponsor, Sotto Poet
A Mother's Ears
A mother’s ears become magic
the minute she hears her newborn cry—
nature turns up the volume
like at no other time.
The slightest cry, whimper, sneeze, cough, hiccup,
sounds like a gong that vibrates her into action.
Like a mama penguin coming in from the hunt at sea
she knows the sound
of her little one calling among hundreds—
and she rushes to her baby.
Baby’s special sound, mama’s special ears, they
develop in the time of motherhood—
a one-on-one relationship between sound and love.
A mother is a communication system
receiving, decoding, interpreting, sending, reacting—
like an intricate multi-faceted machine—
with a huge, beating heart of love,
a mind full of devotion, nurturing, and commitment—
and magnificent ears.
Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2015
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment