Moon Mum Poems

Four months pregnant
show them the belly.
Real not plastic,

Ultrasound glares pierce
a lack of eye contact

stuck at the Papa John's
on Fountainbridge. Eleven PM.

Drunken men to be avoided.

A...

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This poem is a special devotion for my mother, who has always been a healing sun for these wintry eyes. Mumma, you're my hope, my...

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You are here with me
like a bird in the tree
that sings a sweet tune
and as I look at the moon
certain things I see
brings back the...

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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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To mum3
Where are you my Lord Goddess
I think busy with thy work I guess
No see since morning
Thou are just amazing
Are you in school or home
Let...

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Mighty moon spreads shine on surface,
but cunning clouds cover his face.
Tears, dive down to ground,
and I silently seek the sound.

Comes creepy crow and sings sad...

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Somewhere in the air 
Came a physical challenge for a wedded pair 
“You on the ground 
Commuting into town 
Pick up the pace 
Soon you...

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While i sit
In this Damp rotten cave
The cliffs to high
I tried
In vain
Low tide
Lets me see
Outside
For a time
Before breaking waves
Force me 
Inside
How many years
I've spent
In this...

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My moon shining brightly at night

Open are her arms, soul and mind

Treasure we are blessed with no doubt

Heart full of passion and insight

Eager to fight...

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Brown paper memories she puts in my hands
Twine roughly tied in a bow slightly askew
Part and parcel of a humble life once led?
My defiant eyes...

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Mum, 
you are beautiful as the crystal moon,
pure as taste of water,
radiant as candle light,
your voice, a sound in the guzzling wind.
Your love endless. and...

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For all the things that you do for me, 
For being my rock and crutch,
For always caring and believing, 
For loving me so much, 

Through...

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The circles of the bloody moon,
slide Northward towards the Rive Nile,
Death and raven drift above,
As mother guards her nest with pride.

The nightingales are singing near,
The...

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Barren of People

Some people are so empty within
Do they hear the echo of the fallen footfall
There are museums without many statues
Grande they are standing with...

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Let me love you
When my mum is unaware,
When she trust my lust,
And my old man never expected.

Let me love you 
When I open and close...

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