Long Poems for and About Mothers
#mother
Long poems for and about mothers. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Mom
the dying of a soul doesn't happen in a moment
it is with a light so bright I shine
the world covets my kind
brutally receiving my tenderness and honesty
drinking from my feelings they get drunk off of them
cast from the light it's kill or be killed among them
in the darkness my inner glow gave warmth year in and out
always offering all I have whether it be a friendly smile or money to help
people didn't see the genuine kindness behind the acts
instead, they take it for weakness within
only my...
it is with a light so bright I shine
the world covets my kind
brutally receiving my tenderness and honesty
drinking from my feelings they get drunk off of them
cast from the light it's kill or be killed among them
in the darkness my inner glow gave warmth year in and out
always offering all I have whether it be a friendly smile or money to help
people didn't see the genuine kindness behind the acts
instead, they take it for weakness within
only my...
#love
#mother
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overdosing on the stairs
sixteen years old
and beautiful
straight off the farm
the wood stove
the outhouse
left behind for
the big city.
meets a handsome
marine in gorgeous
dress blues who
comes home with her
into the kitchen
standing up
resisting
pushed up against
the kitchen sink
by my biological
father who after
the planting of
winter wheat
after the
obligatory...
and beautiful
straight off the farm
the wood stove
the outhouse
left behind for
the big city.
meets a handsome
marine in gorgeous
dress blues who
comes home with her
into the kitchen
standing up
resisting
pushed up against
the kitchen sink
by my biological
father who after
the planting of
winter wheat
after the
obligatory...
#mother
#father
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Thirteen
#mother
#teens
#childhood
#birthday
#drugs
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mom's badassery
4 of 30
she was born to a family who had no use for daughters
doting on 3 sons...little girl practically forgotten
shuffled off to live with relatives & boarding school
because her own parents didn't know what to do with her
...or maybe they just couldn't be bothered
I used to believe she was incredibly sheltered
so much in life seemed to shock her
turns out...that wasn't it...
she was reared to be seen...keep quiet & be pretty
most importantly...expected to marry
...within or above her supposed station ...
she was born to a family who had no use for daughters
doting on 3 sons...little girl practically forgotten
shuffled off to live with relatives & boarding school
because her own parents didn't know what to do with her
...or maybe they just couldn't be bothered
I used to believe she was incredibly sheltered
so much in life seemed to shock her
turns out...that wasn't it...
she was reared to be seen...keep quiet & be pretty
most importantly...expected to marry
...within or above her supposed station ...
#love
#strength
#courage
#mother
#NaPoWriMo2024
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The Poetry Won’t Bring You Back
Pouring over these former letters
Reactivating the potency of my emotions
How do I keep the memory of you alive
What good is it to look in rearview
I can’t help but reminisce again
When every word is a snapshot from my heart
Writing to commemorate, honor, and ache for you
Another letter, another year, another moment I feel the lack
So many words to express my love
Yet no matter what I say, the poetry won’t bring you back
Speaking like floral arrangements at the grave of another memory
When there’s so much I wish you...
Reactivating the potency of my emotions
How do I keep the memory of you alive
What good is it to look in rearview
I can’t help but reminisce again
When every word is a snapshot from my heart
Writing to commemorate, honor, and ache for you
Another letter, another year, another moment I feel the lack
So many words to express my love
Yet no matter what I say, the poetry won’t bring you back
Speaking like floral arrangements at the grave of another memory
When there’s so much I wish you...
#sadness
#mother
#death
#anniversary
#cancer
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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.
...
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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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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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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Keeping The Peace
Why is it
that I enjoy you the most
when it's just us
in a room?
At this point
in life
it's easier to keep silent
than to risk wars
and rumors of wars
by babbling out
everything I've ever thought
but never said.
Drama queen
Story embellisher
Mandela-effect memories
(I got a little thrill, when you used to say I scared you)
I can't stand that you loved Dad more than me
I can't stand that you didn't protest when he moved you across country away from me, and your granddaughter.
...
that I enjoy you the most
when it's just us
in a room?
At this point
in life
it's easier to keep silent
than to risk wars
and rumors of wars
by babbling out
everything I've ever thought
but never said.
Drama queen
Story embellisher
Mandela-effect memories
(I got a little thrill, when you used to say I scared you)
I can't stand that you loved Dad more than me
I can't stand that you didn't protest when he moved you across country away from me, and your granddaughter.
...
#mother
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Mom. Mother. Beth.
#mother
#family
#memories
#suffering
#daughter
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a letter to my mother
dear mom,
people have divorced parents. this is something else. it's been eleven years since the last time we saw each other, and almost ten years since we last spoke on the phone. i was 7 years old then. i'm turning 18 in june. i'm on the honor roll and the student council. i got accepted into every college i applied to, mom! i'm going to be a clinical psychologist. i got a good scholarship too, despite missing about a third of my freshman year. i won't tell you why that is. my gpa took a pretty hard hit and i'll leave it at that. i work really hard in school, i think that's the...
people have divorced parents. this is something else. it's been eleven years since the last time we saw each other, and almost ten years since we last spoke on the phone. i was 7 years old then. i'm turning 18 in june. i'm on the honor roll and the student council. i got accepted into every college i applied to, mom! i'm going to be a clinical psychologist. i got a good scholarship too, despite missing about a third of my freshman year. i won't tell you why that is. my gpa took a pretty hard hit and i'll leave it at that. i work really hard in school, i think that's the...
#regret
#mother
#betrayal
#separation
#daughter
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Mommy Dearest
I understand
I’ve let you off the hook
Not that you’ve ever
Wanted, needed nor required
That I do so
You’ve never experienced joy
My birth didn’t give you
The joy and love you expected
Needed and required
You weren’t equipped
It wasn’t your fault
You couldn’t give
What was never given to you
A lifetime of hurt
Didn’t do either of us
Any favors
Your long sleep is approaching
May you go peacefully
Without the anger
That...
I’ve let you off the hook
Not that you’ve ever
Wanted, needed nor required
That I do so
You’ve never experienced joy
My birth didn’t give you
The joy and love you expected
Needed and required
You weren’t equipped
It wasn’t your fault
You couldn’t give
What was never given to you
A lifetime of hurt
Didn’t do either of us
Any favors
Your long sleep is approaching
May you go peacefully
Without the anger
That...
#mother
#forgiveness
#abuse #death
#abuse #death
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DU Poetry : Long Poems for and About Mothers