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Classic in Rear View Mirror
by Kristina Woodhill
straight up
my mom rode bareback in Montana
raced to the mailbox
raced the milking in frozen pail winters
raced the dry land farm
girlie, she could beat your mom two ways to Oregon
in one old truck plus four
so, yeah,
my mom wore the next best thing to Army boots
Rosie the Riveter, her pseudonym
arms like a woman athlete
hands that could press 200 pounds
Portland, she could take your mom anyday
saluting each roaring PBY Catalina fade away
teeth that grit
two babies split her wide open
she bled like a stuck human
stuck around to raise two helpless
into two grown with strong necks
heck, she could take your mom any older day
bent over like a switchback on the Santiam Pass
hair pure as the whitest new snow
eyes that still see every little fleck
weak heart pumping strong, strong love
I'll take my mom anyday
05/13/2012 Author's Note: Happy Mother's Day!
Posted on 05/13/2012
Copyright © 2024 Kristina Woodhill
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 05/13/12 at 08:18 PM She sounds like one heck of a woman and I know she must have been to raise you up as she did. Nice write lady. |
| Posted by LK Barrett on 05/14/12 at 12:27 AM Love is a river running all through this, your mom obviously not taking just the cake but the whole bakery. Thank you for a lovely and inspiring write. lk |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 05/14/12 at 06:52 PM Your Mom sounds like an original. I love your comparison to "rosie the Riviter" I would venture to say that our Mothers were very strong woman and would not have had it any other way. A great Mothers Day tribute. |
| Posted by Maria Massarella on 05/14/12 at 09:24 PM Love-ly! the title, the author's note, and all that's in between... |
| Posted by Rhiannon Jones on 05/20/12 at 01:19 PM This is big and bold and beautiful. I see your mother all over the landscape. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 05/22/12 at 10:51 PM Fun flashback to yesteryear, Kristina, but doubling nicely as a Mother's Day gift to her, and all of us for that matter, but equally stands alone any time of the year. |
| Posted by Carolyn Coville on 08/13/12 at 05:55 PM She sounds like one hell of a woman and mother! Great write. |
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