The Apple Doesn'T Fall Far

Loving my mother,
       The roots to my tree she stays,
                                Exalting her charm,  
                                  Embracing her every word
                                       Fearing to become her too
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Pettit Avatar
January 28, 2011 at 5:05 PM
A very well written tanka. You have impressed me again.
R Avatar
October 21, 2010 at 11:40 AM
An deeply written tanka, Jamecia. Great job! Emilia:)
Semeniuk Avatar
October 18, 2010 at 11:55 AM
great poem! it has such a nice strength to it! niice work!
K. Avatar
October 18, 2010 at 11:52 AM
Very interesting tanka you have here, Jamecia--that last line definitely gave this an intriguing twist as well-- and for some reason I can also relate to it-- nikko :)
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October 17, 2010 at 8:58 AM
Your Poem leaves a mixed feeling. You appear to love your mother, still fearing to become her too. You have left the readers in a stage of solving this mystery. One thing is very clear that you have dealt the Poem very skillfully. Beautiful write my friend. Love and best wishes....Ravindra...Jamecia Buggs
Kendrick Avatar
October 15, 2010 at 3:56 PM
Kinda ambigous...Loving mother but not wanting to become her..I wonder how horrible your life must have been...Enjoyed ...Thanks for stopping by and commenting on my work..Sara
Ruebel Avatar
October 15, 2010 at 11:50 AM
Hello Jamecia, I can relate to this one for sure. Well done! As Always, Shar
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October 15, 2010 at 9:19 AM
Starting my weekend early reading all the amazing poetry of all the wonderful poets here at PoetrySoup. I am so happy to find your poetry posted here this morning Jamecia. Have a wonderful weekend and I hope you find tons of inspiration along the way as Fall is upon us. Love, Carol
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