Best Great Mother Poems

My great-grandmother is sitting
outside in the winter sun,
with a double-felted deel, 
snow white hair, 
and a hat,
just taking it in.

I play at her feet, and I
make a racket, 
running fast about,
I raise dust in front of Great Mother,
whom even the birds ignore.

The quiet fire in...

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I trace my existence back to

Iye mwen N’ogie (My great Mother).

You see when I was but a foetus

In a womb of the *****sapien whom I will

Later call my mother.

I lay brooding, developing and

Metamorphosing in structures just as the

Creator had designed it.

Though she knew me...

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Listen...
FEEL the echoes in the wind
as we traverse the great divide
on tops of hills truly alive
with the sounds of music.

Gleaners of pathways some 
would call the stairway
to heaven...

Though others as of yet unsure,
for fear this earth has
collapsed at their feet.

Theirs...

A world of grainy vision,
a vast...

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The Great Mother 
She was a famous mother of the church worked long hours 
to help the poor die- with some dignity- on a straw mat.
 Total her dedication but bitter was her heart she prayed 
to a god that did not deign to give...

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