Mother

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Does she long to shed her weary
skin, sink within the caverned veins
of silence?

Does our violence make her sigh,
pine to gather her pleated skirt hills
and walk out on us?

Can we heal her,
feel her
warm and rumbling
under our busy feet,
greeted by another sunwashed day?

Will we pause
to leave applause or praise
or phrase,
in place of all these
scattered footprint stains?

 

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Another offering for the ecopoetry prompt over at dVerse.
Some incredibly beautiful pieces are being shared. Click over and read. 

 

 

 

 

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16 Responses to Mother

  1. Sanaa Rizvi says:

    This literally left me speechless…..! ❤

  2. Grace says:

    Admiring the delicate phrasing and turn specially: sunwashed day and
    Will we pause
    to leave applause or praise
    or phrase,
    in place of all these
    scattered footprint stains?

    I am hoping she does not grow weary of us too soon ~ Thanks for the second share De ~

  3. Olga says:

    Mother should be very angry with ‘us’. We have been naughty and inconsiderate. Her fury is showing all over the world. Hopefully, she will forgive us. Wonderful poem!

  4. Myrna says:

    Ecopoem or not, this is so touching. How beautifully you capture our planetary condition. The mother always forgives. I keep trying to believe that. Thank you for this gem of a poem.

  5. Such a melancholic tone to this stunning poem, De.

  6. Nicely spun and the second for the night, good job you! Cheers!

  7. flower girl says:

    “skin-sink” is a phenomenal verb

    What an amazing visual:
    “Does our violence make her sigh,
    pine to gather her pleated skirt hills
    and walk out on us?”

  8. Sherry Marr says:

    That is a very good question, my friend. And we are taking such a long time to answer it.

  9. Susan says:

    Yes. We pause. I pause. Dear Mother. Thank you!

  10. lillian says:

    “Gather her pleated skirt hills……” smiling I am at this imagery! Dear Mother — she is quite female here! Love it!

  11. Bodhirose says:

    There are some that pause and think about what we’re doing to our beloved Mother. She is exceedingly patient with us.

  12. kanzensakura says:

    Like a true Mother, how we must grieve her. Her pleated skirt hills…I have an exact vision of that image and how the colors of that skirt changes with the seasons. This is a truly wonderful poem.

  13. Path of Beach
    Footprints ahead
    Footprints behind..
    Condos rise..
    fAll to rear..
    Sunset comes
    Footprints go..
    Condos faLL..
    Nature now
    comes Freer..:)

  14. Sumana Roy says:

    She is giving her piece of mind…signs are there for us to see and hear…love the wordings…brilliant…

  15. This is truly a great poem.. so sad we don’t take better care of the mother who take so well care of us.. (how did I miss this one?)

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