Blind as a bat they used to say as she rode her bike this way and that. I did
Love her thick coke bottle glasses and the way she hunched her back when she
Incited to drive down a one lane street with her head up and her eyes fixed.
No one could have guessed that she was really biking it by memory, as they
Drove by her, they would honk and say " get out of the street" ....
A lady with very little money, five children and a knapsack full of apples for
Snacks. She would drive to school at recess and dole out the fruit to her kids.
Annabelle Kor was her name and she was my mother, this I say with pride.
Born a survivor, who had survived the Jewish camps , she knew how to live free
Answer to none but God, she would tell us as they sent her strange looks
Truth be told I wouldn't have wanted any other mother, she was my hero...
August 11 2022
Categories:
kor, appreciation, mother,
Form: Acrostic
Suyun akisi gibi geldide geçti iste
Ince bir tüy gibi sallanirken annem
Içime düsen kor gibi atesti bende
Nasil bir hicran yarasiydi annem.
Aciyi emanet birakip gittigin zaman
Yüzün eksilmisti bütün aynalardan
Nefret duyarim artik tüm ayriliklardan
Atlikarincadan düstügüm gündü annem.
Gökten yildiz düserdi ogul dedikçe
Müzmin agri gibi saplandin içime
Yarim kalan o bahtiyar günlerimize
Sevgiden yoksun yasiyorum annem.
Hep eksik birseyler var yoklugunda
Kaygilarla dolu yüregini andigimda
Dilimin dönmedigi kubbenin altinda
Gözümde tüter yattigin toprak annem.
Muhal sözlerim,ki lal olur kalbrinde
Solan açmazki giden gelmez haliyle
Say,ki yoklugunun ahi deger kalbime
Sanki tecelli ediyor gül yüzün annem...
Mustafa Yaman
04 ekim 2017
Categories:
kor, mom,
Form: Alexandrine