David Kavanagh Poet Free verse

Mothers Day my way

Life’s full of calls 
some good, 
some bad 
even expedient 
I’ve made them all 
I’m not here for the long haul 

Get through today 
to gain tomorrow 
If I get past tonight, 
There is no given
when it comes to living 
One moment strong
the next vulnerable 
then it’s gone 

I don’t pray 
not properly anyway 
if there is such a way, 
Who gets to say!

What is balance 
a coffee and a biscuit 
sometimes yes
contentment 
til I need a pee
hopefully don’t miss 
Good call, 
ah…! the bliss

Hurt’s never far away 
love is nearer 
Comes much dearer 
what a price to pay 
Let’s not go there, 
not now 
can I be any clearer 
Bad calls I’ll try avoid 
at least today 

I’m a liar
I’ve already made one 
not too late to redeem 

Its Mother’s Day 
Should I visit her grave 
or go tomorrow
Mum was always forgiving 
so It’ll be ok
I’ll wait til I’m not busy 
just like today
 
Another call is needed, 
would it not be better to go 
when I am busy 
more respectful 
find the time as she did
on so many occasions,

No! an expedient call is needed 
I’ll go now 
and finish this off later 

I’m back, 
Poem’s done
I love you mum! 

By
David Kavanagh

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Lin Lane March 13, 2024 at 9:21 AM She knew. It doesn't take a visit to a grave when our loved ones are asleep there. Good calls, bad calls... Usually we never know until after the fact, but that's a human flaw that we all have. Make a choice, live with it, and hope it was the best decision. If not... move on, turn the page. Your food for thought often leaves me hungry for more, David. David Kavanagh March 13, 2024 at 10:06 AM Thank you Lin for kind wise words, those who’ve never made a bad call, have not been living in the real world, or are totally delusional, yes we must move on, but not forget those we love that are gone now, I was probably procrastinating when I wrote this one, but I did jump in the car and visit my parents grave, felt better for if! Cheers David

Paul Bell March 12, 2024 at 3:08 AM Life sure is full of other things to do, and don't we do them well. Do we really need to go to the grave to say happy Mother's Day, we can just say the words?. I pass my mother's grave most days, and that sort of exonerates me, but I still feel guilty of actually not popping into the graveyard. David Kavanagh March 12, 2024 at 3:42 AM I’m with you on that one Paul, I believe I go to the graveyard with good intentions, maybe guilt is part of the driving force involved, I just don’t like the commercial machine telling me when I should celebrate Mother’s Day, cheers David

Valsa George March 12, 2024 at 2:23 AM We all have the habit of procrastination. You were undecided as to go or not to go to your mother's grave. Finally you did what your intuition told you and you were happy for what you did. I can feel your love for your Mom. ....dear David. Enjoyed reading this poem which shows how love wins over doubt and procrastination . David Kavanagh March 12, 2024 at 3:37 AM Very true Valsa, I rarely let the machine tell me when it’s time to celebrate Mother’s Day, but on this occasion it was love that overcame my procrastination, thank you so much for kind comment, cheers David

Victor Buhagiar March 11, 2024 at 1:11 PM How grateful one must be to show love to a mother, even if she's with Her Creator. I still remember mine even though she died so long ago. David Kavanagh March 12, 2024 at 3:33 AM I don’t think a good mother can ever be forgotten by any of us Victor, and yes I’m truly grateful to have been her son, and my father’s as well, cheers David

I Am Anaya March 10, 2024 at 5:29 PM I'm glad you went right at that moment, you were so sure the time was right! Happy Mother's Day, David. Touching and most loving was the self-bantering. Deep & real David Kavanagh March 11, 2024 at 2:43 AM So am I Anaya, I couldn’t decide at first, so said enough indecision just get up and go, I was delighted I went and had a moment at my parents grave, thanks so much, glad you found my internal bantering deep and real, as indeed it was, cheers David

Christopher Flaherty March 10, 2024 at 4:14 PM Never put off until tomorrow What you can do today Heard you speak from time to time About your Father David Sir Now in regards to your Mum Maybe far more personal and meaningful this poem to you I dare speculate I only hope and trust it was meaningful time well spent together Cheers Chris David Kavanagh March 11, 2024 at 1:29 AM Ah! My main man is back, great to hear from you Christopher, yeah like most teenagers I had an angsty relationship with my mam and dad, when I grew out of that, my mother and I got on great, unfortunately my dad had died suddenly in my early twenties, was glad I went to visit my mother’s and father’s grave yesterday, after an ambivalent start to the day! Thanks again cheers David

Deb M March 10, 2024 at 2:07 PM I so love this poem David….so honest and real, quirky and funny! Such an endearing write ….Debx David Kavanagh March 10, 2024 at 2:29 PM Heya Deb, I wanted to write this in the moment, just as I was feeling after breakfast today, yes it is honest, with a few quirks, I know my mother would prefer it written this way, she was never one for too much fuss, thanks so much for stopping by to comment, the fact you found it endearing is quite uplifting, cheers David

Nancy Kaufman March 10, 2024 at 7:49 AM Hi David, I enjoyed your poem in remembrance of your mum. Are you perhaps a British lad? My parents are buried far away now, so I can't show my remembrance at their graves unfortunately. I honestly believe that your mom can still read your heart as long as your love for her is still alive. Blessings to you. David Kavanagh March 10, 2024 at 8:04 AM Heya Nancy, I’m Irish not far from England, this one is just me being honest to myself, and how I felt earlier on today, my mum knew I loved her, just in my own way, We didn’t have to tell each other very often, it was always a given, thank so much for stopping by with such a nice comment! Cheers David