Least Read Poems for and About Mothers
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Least read poems for and about mothers. Find an undiscovered masterpiece in the DU Poetry least read poems.
Happy Mother's Day!!!
Happy Mother's Day!!!
Bless and love ...
Bless and love ...
#love
#mother
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Waiting
Why does the second hand tick louder
Like in the movies a suspenseful scene
Killer stalking quietly in the shadows
Innocent blissful and unawares so pristine ...
https://youtube.com/watch?v=uMyCa35_mOg
Like in the movies a suspenseful scene
Killer stalking quietly in the shadows
Innocent blissful and unawares so pristine ...
https://youtube.com/watch?v=uMyCa35_mOg
#love
#mother
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Camp Counselor Crush
Camp Counselor Crush
Summer in New Orleans was artichokes dipped in sour cream, plantains ripening in the backyard, and ready to be fried by Mom in a skillet to sweeten my boyish tongue with tropical flavors that summoned the Tarzan in my heart. When Mom baked baklava in the oven the scent was as sweet as the smile of the ladies who strolled the streets of the neighborhood on their evening walks wearing scarves like the Turkish maidens in the pictures from the village of Yalova on the shores of the Sea of Marmara that I only saw in slides from my Dad’s projector.
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Summer in New Orleans was artichokes dipped in sour cream, plantains ripening in the backyard, and ready to be fried by Mom in a skillet to sweeten my boyish tongue with tropical flavors that summoned the Tarzan in my heart. When Mom baked baklava in the oven the scent was as sweet as the smile of the ladies who strolled the streets of the neighborhood on their evening walks wearing scarves like the Turkish maidens in the pictures from the village of Yalova on the shores of the Sea of Marmara that I only saw in slides from my Dad’s projector.
...
#mother
#women
#childhood
#crush
#son
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Rest In Peace, Mom - Part VII
Wednesday was your least favorite day and you died on a Wednesday.
After living for sixty-four years, you became sick and you passed away.
The eleventh anniversary of your death is on your least favorite day of the week.
I thought things were fine at first but then I learned that your situation was bleak.
When you went to the hospital, you had to go under the knife.
The surgeon tried his very best but he could not save your life.
He operated on your stomach and your leg had to be amputated.
But you still died and when I found you dead, I was devastated. ...
After living for sixty-four years, you became sick and you passed away.
The eleventh anniversary of your death is on your least favorite day of the week.
I thought things were fine at first but then I learned that your situation was bleak.
When you went to the hospital, you had to go under the knife.
The surgeon tried his very best but he could not save your life.
He operated on your stomach and your leg had to be amputated.
But you still died and when I found you dead, I was devastated. ...
#mother
#death
#anniversary
#son
#nonfiction
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Sugar Festival Night
Sugar Festival Night
“Bob, why do you sit there reading news magazines all afternoon? Wouldn’t chatting with your beautiful wife be more interesting? You did marry me after all. And we are in Turkey. We speak the language. Let’s go out and mingle with the crowd.”
“Pat, I know being home while I am working at the base must get lonely. But I will make it up to you. Tonight we are going to the Sugar Festival.”
“I’ve heard about it from the general’s wife while gardening and being patient for your return as a proper wife should.”
“There will be dancers,...
“Bob, why do you sit there reading news magazines all afternoon? Wouldn’t chatting with your beautiful wife be more interesting? You did marry me after all. And we are in Turkey. We speak the language. Let’s go out and mingle with the crowd.”
“Pat, I know being home while I am working at the base must get lonely. But I will make it up to you. Tonight we are going to the Sugar Festival.”
“I’ve heard about it from the general’s wife while gardening and being patient for your return as a proper wife should.”
“There will be dancers,...
#loneliness
#mother
#father
#marriage
#TruthOfLife
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Maid of Kentucky
Choices you made, made you choiceless
Had your children, but lost your life
I was your last baby, the last you could have
And you said, “womanhood is gone.”
My mama, you’re the patron saint
Of all of women’s suffering
You’re dedication won’t go unnoticed
I’m gonna wear your name
When you leave this world
I’ll tell the tale of the Maid of Kentucky
Had your children, but lost your life
I was your last baby, the last you could have
And you said, “womanhood is gone.”
My mama, you’re the patron saint
Of all of women’s suffering
You’re dedication won’t go unnoticed
I’m gonna wear your name
When you leave this world
I’ll tell the tale of the Maid of Kentucky
#mother
#women
#feminism
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Sunk Deep in Baton Rouge
Sunk Deep in Baton Rouge
“Hello Pops. Sorry to intrude on my wonderfully studious young man in the middle of deep tort contemplations, but I have a little problem. Our house has flooded. So here I am with no adult assistance with our three-year-old son and the water, water is everywhere to borrow a phrase from Coleridge’s ‘Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner.’ Could you get in that wonderful jalopy your Mom bought for us and take us to dry ground?”
“The car is flooded as well I am afraid. I am at the chapel on campus. Wait just a short while and I am sure the car will revive...
“Hello Pops. Sorry to intrude on my wonderfully studious young man in the middle of deep tort contemplations, but I have a little problem. Our house has flooded. So here I am with no adult assistance with our three-year-old son and the water, water is everywhere to borrow a phrase from Coleridge’s ‘Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner.’ Could you get in that wonderful jalopy your Mom bought for us and take us to dry ground?”
“The car is flooded as well I am afraid. I am at the chapel on campus. Wait just a short while and I am sure the car will revive...
#loneliness
#mother
#father
#marriage
#son
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Money Damages Love
He wants mom to die
Inheritance will be grand
Greed has made him vile
Inheritance will be grand
Greed has made him vile
#mother
#family
#money
#haiku
#greed
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Story of faith Hill. Australia.
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Australia.
Australia.
#courage
#mother
#motivational
#countryside
#MothersDay
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My Loving Mum.
My loving Mum if short of cash
or needed a dish at a dash,
cooked an ancient delicate dish
(I'm drooling as I think of this)
of Yorkshire's gorgeous corned-beef hash!
Who brought this to a pre-teen bash
served with her silvered-spooned panache,
and got from doubters their sheepish kiss
My loving Mum!
Singer's sang of bangers and mash
or lauded stewing like goulash,
both fine for those merely peckish ...
or needed a dish at a dash,
cooked an ancient delicate dish
(I'm drooling as I think of this)
of Yorkshire's gorgeous corned-beef hash!
Who brought this to a pre-teen bash
served with her silvered-spooned panache,
and got from doubters their sheepish kiss
My loving Mum!
Singer's sang of bangers and mash
or lauded stewing like goulash,
both fine for those merely peckish ...
#mother
#childhood
#food #rhyming
#food #rhyming
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Mother bird
There’s a bird in the house!
There’s a bird in the house!
But was it really a bird?
Or was it actually my mother?
There’s a bird in the house!
There’s a bird in the house!
But if it was my mother,
Then she could’ve just suddenly appeared!
There’s a bird in the house!
There’s a bird in the house!
She just came to say hello,
And appeared in the only form she could ✨
There’s a bird in the house!
But was it really a bird?
Or was it actually my mother?
There’s a bird in the house!
There’s a bird in the house!
But if it was my mother,
Then she could’ve just suddenly appeared!
There’s a bird in the house!
There’s a bird in the house!
She just came to say hello,
And appeared in the only form she could ✨
#mother
#spiritual
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A TRIBUTE TO MRS. ZINN (I Love You)
Sadness covered the earth, as.the
chariot came,
And silence fell, like gentle rain.
Friends and loved ones mourned the
day
The angels came to take her home to
stay.
But, lo, the Heavens burst forth with
delight,
As another Saint came into sight!
Prepare the choir, open the gates...
Sound the trumpet, the King
awaits!!
"Welcome, my child, we've been
waiting for you!
Your mansion's prepared and your
robe is too.
Enter your home, Here,sit on my
right...
You'll be dining at the Head Table ...
chariot came,
And silence fell, like gentle rain.
Friends and loved ones mourned the
day
The angels came to take her home to
stay.
But, lo, the Heavens burst forth with
delight,
As another Saint came into sight!
Prepare the choir, open the gates...
Sound the trumpet, the King
awaits!!
"Welcome, my child, we've been
waiting for you!
Your mansion's prepared and your
robe is too.
Enter your home, Here,sit on my
right...
You'll be dining at the Head Table ...
#love
#grief
#mother
#heaven
#memorial
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DU Poetry : Least Read Poems for and About Mothers