Mother Choka Poems

In an old vineyard 
When Jesus was just a lamb 
His coat eight years old 
Working with the chaste Joseph 
His father and guide 
As...

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Waking up with glee
my son welcomes gracious day 
praying, giving thanks
midst praise sign language…
can he utter grateful sounds?
yes, God understands.
He seeks for his book.
Is that...

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No toys to play with,
she draws dolls on the dry soil
with soft soiled fingers.
The pale face is drenched,
not by joyous summer rain.
Is it dripping tears?
The...

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Man laying in grass 
Wearing the skins of wild beasts 
With acorns in hand 
A spear of stone next to him 
He laughed to himself...

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Mother your love is
                     ...

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I still remember
when I was a little girl
mom and dad loving picnics
we liked this one place
with lots of old shady trees
and a wooden water...

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hypnopompic hues
     multifaceted jewels
          confetti luminaries
a gift from mother?
   ...

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An eight-pointed star 
Shone in the night in summer 
He came from above 
Not belonging to the stars 
Stranger to them all 
Is above the...

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Where go the unborn?
no breathe shall draw in this world
no rocking or lullabies
no breast shall comfort
no earthly mother to hold
reborn miraculously

From pages the book
divine narratives...

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Wolves baying at old
Mother Moon as she sits in
Obsidian sky;

Night slipped unnoticed;
Across the land, waking her;
And put her to work.

She and Sun will not 
Be...

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Wolves baying at old
Mother Moon as she sits in
Obsidian sky;
Night slipped unnoticed;
Across the land, waking her;
Assigned her to work.
She and Sun will not 
Be able...

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M-other of a child
A-ims to show much love and care, 
R-egardless of time.
I-n spite of the storm, 
N-ever will she be afraid, 
A-s she braves...

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And the tower of 
Babel is destroyed within, thus
there is no more din;

cacophony of
mother tongues. Everything is 
silent now: the noise

is fractured, the voice 
is...

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I open the door
to one of our guest bedrooms
and find her nearly asleep . . .

she who long ago
tucked me into bed each night
when I...

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oh, mother nature
   saturate my keen senses
      bring peace to your green meadows

starry night sprinkles 
  ...

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