Sunday, May 11, 2014

May 11, 2014 The Sunday Whirl/Missing My Mother



Missing my Mother
I listen for your voice
I hear it only in dreams
Not much to settle for
After a lifetime of love
You have vanished
A Mother disappeared
I look into the sky and
See the blue of your eyes
I call your name
In hopes of an answer
I sort through the memories
Perhaps there is a window
Of glass where I will see you
I rub my eyes I strain to see
The silver threads around my
Heart attached to yours’
Would have to be severed
With an axe
I am clumsy at letting go


11 comments:

  1. When it comes to parents, especially our mothers, I think all of us are clumsy at letting go...

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  2. Perhaps those threads should never let go..when they connect us in a good way they may be like an anchor in a harsh sea..happy mother's day xo

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  3. I understand completely... beautifully expressed. Happy Mother's Day!

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  4. This is perfect. Looking for the image in the window is my favorite part. Brava, Annell!

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  5. What a wonderful ode .. a day to remember (though our mother's day is later) .. My mother is vanishing gradually into dementia.. but she seems to hold together mostly, and I can talk to her...

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  6. These lines really touched my heart:

    The silver threads around my
    Heart attached to yours’
    Would have to be severed
    With an axe

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  7. beautiful lines and i agree with your last line...

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  8. Annell, you will always be bound to her. That is a bond not to be broken. Lovely heartrending write.

    Pamela ox

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  9. Beautifully done, my friend. I especially like the looking into the sky to see her eyes.

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  10. A beautiful poem and a tribute to your mother...

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  11. David Rialta ReeceJune 13, 2014 at 6:57 PM

    Hi Annell,
    I see you are still running strong (I suspect we are all clumsy at letting go)
    -Dave

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