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mother
by Mary Frances Spencer2 progeny follow me
linked DNA strands
unwinding time
ones hormones at the cusp
hips nosrils flare
oh daughter 2 years from teen
sweet spices bubbling
what soup yet brews
innocent yet wise
she has been here
before
and son
breaks another window
flys through space
laughter deep eyes wide
hugs tight
young strong
just has to throw
something
new soul
or just fresh
so i balance
on ying yang rope
umbrella hope
father beside me
we walk
another family circus
evolving 3 rings
hoops into
our future
12/10/2008
Author's Note: The prompt for this one was to write about the theme of "mother", so yes I am one and this is what I came up with... MFS
Posted on 12/11/2008
Copyright © 2024 Mary Frances Spencer
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 12/11/08 at 03:19 PM With understanding like this I wish I was one of your kids. Really well done m'lady. |
| Posted by Laurie Blum on 12/12/08 at 04:03 PM Very tightly written not a word wasted. Ahhh Motherhood it is a great thing! |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 12/14/08 at 02:12 AM Excellently woven, within and without. Delighted. Thank you. |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 01/02/09 at 12:39 AM Fascinating view of familial relationships, especially the progress of the progeny and its effects on the family. |
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