Poem -

...mother reduced...

somewhere, deeply inside,
she had misunderstood
how she misunderstood
see this woman reduced, life
taught her as it should
there be no special power
within motherhood
see her ...mother reduced...
death taught her, for death could.

M P 20/11/22
 

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Neville

There is a depth and subsequent meaning to these words that I would argue can be felt and truly by certain others too, in effect, those who by virtue of cruel fate, or design and a Y chromosome may sadly be equipped to feel them alongside grieving mothers and likewise, personally know their depth ..

Poetry does not have to be pretty does it. Often, the very best of it is ragged and coarse, inspired by personal anguish. That which many, are indeed afraid to touch upon, or visit and for whatever reason. But which may cause those who do visit such poetry, to wince in real terms or time or their imagined understanding .. Neville x

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Marion

Noted and taken.on board my friend though in this case I'm particularly referring to the 'hopefully strong' but definately unique connection that accompanies growing a child in your womb for 9 months....maybe that alone gives a false sense of 'possession' for lack of better terminology...thanks for your kind and indepth comment lovely man x

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Neville

I henceforth submit dear lady M .. indeed, I wholly concede to your much better insight & judgement into such matters x

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Being Me

I agree with Neville, poetry does not have to be sweet and pretty. This is edgy and raw — this poem bleeds! Another one pinned. Awesome work  x

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Marion

Thanks so much Tina xx

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John Loopstra

Me, I also concur, having bith a father who never tried to understand his family's karma and a mother who fought it, instead of acknowledge it, both 'punished' with dementia before death, hopefully to return with a clean slate so that a future child may stand a better chance and hence the complex poetry I sometimes write📝😭😂
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Marion

Hi John...I had not thought of it from the perspective you describe but yes it works from that angle too...thanks for that and for taking the time my friend x

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