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Mother in Darkness
by Glenn CurrierIt was a nightmare
slogging in swamp shadows
terrified of what would eat me
her face contorted in rage.
How did she get here
in my psyche
in her phobia?
An uncle who forced her onto his lap
the neighborhood creep who exposed himself
to this little girl on her walk home from school
what terror alone in that darkness?
Now posing that sweet child
in that wicked night
I wonder how I demonized her
to myself
and worse
to others.
Tears for her wet my cheeks
awash in my late tenderness.
How did I forget
the thousand rescues
two from life threatening illnesses,
block how lost, sad, and confused
she must have been
clutching me to her breast
praying with piercing fervor
both of us would survive?
The monk explained
to love others
we should start
with our mothers.
One more awakening
from the nightmares.
This is my start
for this dawning day.
03/10/2010 Posted on 03/10/2010
Copyright © 2025 Glenn Currier
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by A. Paige White on 03/10/10 at 02:30 PM Wow, Glenn. This is written unbelievably well. What a way to start this or any day. May you sense the Lord's healing presence in your journey. Again I say, Wow. |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 03/10/10 at 05:51 PM OMG....gripping and intimate and intense, and full of that broad scope we are sometimes, rarely, blessed/cursed with. Kudos my friend. |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 03/10/10 at 09:41 PM There are those moments in childhood when the door opens and lets the future in...often to soon, most always too sudden. If what is lost in innocence can be gained in strength we might arrive at adulthood with our ideas intact, but it's questionable at best. Gutsy honesty here. Thanks for writing it down. |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 03/10/10 at 10:54 PM ...GULP ! |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 03/10/10 at 10:57 PM ...now, maybe i can say something. in mine and your playful banter, 'THIS IS A TALL POME', i was drawn in by the eloquence on the order of staggering. the indescribable described. |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 03/11/10 at 06:47 PM Very gripping, gutsy and extremely honest write. Thanks for sharing. |
| Posted by Julie Adams on 03/14/10 at 06:05 PM another amazing piece...how raw and bare it feels on the page, how brave and thoughtful you are, kind soul...I applaud this piece, where you take it, and how it is delivered...you are a poet, through and through, peace, jewels |
| Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 03/17/10 at 03:24 PM You write in this poem what I've experienced and couldn't find words for. You found them. Thank you for this poem. |
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