Devotion Mother Son Poems

Kidding around, I called mother “Lou”
Short for Louella between us two.
She’d return the favor; call me “number three.”
At the time it was cute, now it’s...

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POTD 23rd Nov 2023

THE WISH

As the softer rose shades of twilight fades
With a heartfelt gravity, darkness descends
Oblivious to the North winds stinging bite
‘Neath this star-speckled...

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In a world full of unwelcome nightmares,
I recite dreams of poetry to the one who cares.

I'm pondering a perfect metaphor,
trying to portray my mum's devotion.
Thinking...

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My mother is like the ocean
She gives a lot of devotion

So around her neck
I put pearls perfect

For all her heart's emotion

Syllables:

8,8,8
5,5...

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she knew he was wrong, very wrong, yet she loved her son dear,
mother’s love is divine strong, from darkness would steer him clear!

Premier contest winner...

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Since my life started on earth, I've felt coziness. 
You gave me your Infinite joy, vigor, and gladness
You surrender everything and raise your eagerness. 
Everything...

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	On February  18th-Thursday when I had a blood draw. In there we saw my mother’s ex-co worker from Target. Fortunately she was the one...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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I'm never behind you
    I'm never ahead,
I keep in the shadows
    beside you instead.
No matter the distance
  ...

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MaMa Red Roses...a dedicated verse to MaMa Lindley and Son Robert Lindley



 Such a beautiful woman,
MaMa
MaMa
Such a beautiful woman,
I love you
Mama I bring unto you;
From...

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Optimizing freedom zest
Challenging mother’s tidiness best
My son whirls himself around
Oblivious that he’s wheel-chair bound.

Loosening mobility gear
His spastic hands hurl things everywhere
Zooming beyond glee’s ecstasy
He’s waged...

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Her laughter pulls me from the dark and into the light

His smile gives me the strength to continue to fight

Yes life is stressful, yes life...

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Then, he knew why he must hew
old memories from marble- 
emotions quarried from heart's slew- 
Oblique fight with his faith's garble

Cut block unfolds Christ, enthroned
on...

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To my dear son Daniel:
STOOD BY ME

My little boy stood in front of me 
shouting, “You’ll have to go through 
me first when he saw...

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Do you know what mothers hold?
They held and hold they shape and mold.
From birth until our lives are old.
They scold, they mend, they wash and...

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