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A Mother's Hug Goodnight
Frigid calm front
hides in northern winds,
vast sky of my bedroom dims.
Stream in winter
iced over; mother's embrace
letting go at bedtime.
Still rainfall,
sky's dark pillow,
eyelids become anchors; smothering.
The cold front
blanketing this damp landscape,
peacefully covers the coming storm.
hides in northern winds,
vast sky of my bedroom dims.
Stream in winter
iced over; mother's embrace
letting go at bedtime.
Still rainfall,
sky's dark pillow,
eyelids become anchors; smothering.
The cold front
blanketing this damp landscape,
peacefully covers the coming storm.
Published 18th Feb 2019
Author's Note
This piece was just used to start up a new writing competition "Mother."
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18th Feb 2019 3:36pm
18th Feb 2019 3:38pm
Thank you dragon. I just used this piece to start up a new competition. Check it out.
12th Jan 2023 10:16pm
Thank you for submitting your poem to my competition, Daniel. Your poem does justice to the experience of a mother's hug: home, protection, love and acceptance. Nicely written.
