A Certain Coming to Terms

Cherry

By Silver Spun Sand

Sun, 17 Nov 2013
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A week ago since I heard

my mother speak...since

the lights slowly went out,

one by one, like stars,

which had lit the world

that was she.

 

Can’t get my head around

this new journey I must take

without her there beside me,

without her being part of it.

 

And what do friends know,

or care; they know nothing

of me save the odd poem

I write, now and then...

something that keeps us

together, like children,

before a magic lantern.

 

Just as you’re drawn

to a mother’s side

to her ragged breathing

as she struggles for air

and the thrum of a heart

beats the delicate drum

of her being.

 

The same one – sat

by your bed, all night,

until dawn and told you,

the fever is gone

it’s time to sleep now...

yours, and mine.

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Submitted by celticman on

Told you Tina. You are the poet. This is a heartbeat of a life, but with a knowingness all will end, but the mothering will live on.

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

celtic, you have such a way with words...and I thank you for them.  Tinasmiley

 

Submitted by KateReamer on

Beautiful, just like all your other poems.  You are an amazing poet who should be very proud of her work!! 

Man, I wish I could write like you. 

Kate 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Kate - many, many thanks.

Tina

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Very delicate, good to think about the care and toil we received even before we can remember.

Last night I rushed in on my father-in-law screaming. He looked surprised and then realised he'd been having a cops and robbers dream and was having his hair shaved off. We laughed and said it was memories of his childhood enjoyment of 'Boy's Own' comic stories! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

My goodness, Rhiannon, you must have been so relieved;-)  And how well I remember that comic.  I was more into Beano, myself.  Those certainly were the days.  Thank you for reading, and sharing.

Tina

 

Submitted by Syphon on

Always an absolute pleasure to read your poetry Tina. Thanks for sharing your talent the world benefits from it. All the best S. 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Syphon - you added some welcome sunshine to my day with your words, and it is I who should be thanking you;-)

Hope you have a peaceful evening.

Tina

 

Submitted by paxxick on

I have read comments on other poems of yours where readers have identified with your thoughts and experiences.Well there was no one closer than my mother, and your first verse expresses and enhances my own experience of watching "the lights going out". Thanks.

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

So pleased you found some comfort in these words, pa.  More than appreciate you letting me know.

Tina

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Like your last reader,  I too have fond memories of my mum and could identify with the words in your poem.  It's so true what they say...'A Mother's love is forever,  the bond can never be broken,  for we are part of the same person.'   Hope you understood what I meant.  I shed a small tear when reading this one,  have now managed to pull myself together with a coffee.   Thank you so much for sharing this beauty Tina.  Jenny.

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

I understood entirely what you meant, Jenny, and feel the same way.

So pleased it struck a chord with you, and many thanks for letting me know.

Tina