Roar

Oh, Mother hear my Roar 

A roar of Thunder 

To stop the rain’s devour 

my flood of tears deprive color

Bouquets fade like the cinders of a fire

Blossoms I grew with my own hands care

Hands that left my beauty so dear

Beauty she resides with the smallest of Stars

A Sliver of diamond shining in the dark 

Under a moon of riots and war

Oh, Mother hear my Roar 

 A roar of thunder 




Terry D'Arcy-Ryan

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Sheer Terror

May 21, 2017 at 9:58 AM

This Poem was written on Mothers Day. My relationship with my Mother often revolved around her sushing me or asking for silence. Mothers day can send me back to a time when women were not thought of as an equal. A time when abuse of any kind remained secret and women silent. My Mother would ask for my silence in glances and actual words if angry enough. My Mother wasnt ready for me I was born to Roar. So this is for my mother to let her know I have not been sushed or silenced. Wherever you are Mother hear me roar. If you are still reading thank you and God Bless

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