Poems for and About Mothers Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems for and about mothers published by members recently online.
faithmairee
Poem Published
14th Sep 2020 12:38pm
14th Sep 2020 12:38pm
There Is A Hunger In My skin
there is a hunger in my skin
it goes away but comes again
this hunger was there from long ago
it gave my life a rocky start
regardless of this I would be remiss
if I didn't say I loved you in spite of this
I know the hunger stemmed in part
from all the pain inside your heart
I'm sure you loved me the best you could
in just the way a mother should
it goes away but comes again
this hunger was there from long ago
it gave my life a rocky start
regardless of this I would be remiss
if I didn't say I loved you in spite of this
I know the hunger stemmed in part
from all the pain inside your heart
I'm sure you loved me the best you could
in just the way a mother should
#love
#mother
#birth
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faithmairee
Poem Published
14th Sep 2020 12:38pm
14th Sep 2020 12:38pm
There Is A Hunger In My skin
there is a hunger in my skin
it goes away but comes again
this hunger was there from long ago
it gave my life a rocky start
regardless of this I would be remiss
if I didn't say I loved you in spite of this
I know the hunger stemmed in part
from all the pain inside your heart
I'm sure you loved me the best you could
in just the way a mother should
it goes away but comes again
this hunger was there from long ago
it gave my life a rocky start
regardless of this I would be remiss
if I didn't say I loved you in spite of this
I know the hunger stemmed in part
from all the pain inside your heart
I'm sure you loved me the best you could
in just the way a mother should
#love
#mother
#birth
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4 Comments
faithmairee
Poem Published
14th Sep 2020 12:38pm
14th Sep 2020 12:38pm
There Is A Hunger In My skin
there is a hunger in my skin
it goes away but comes again
this hunger was there from long ago
it gave my life a rocky start
regardless of this I would be remiss
if I didn't say I loved you in spite of this
I know the hunger stemmed in part
from all the pain inside your heart
I'm sure you loved me the best you could
in just the way a mother should
it goes away but comes again
this hunger was there from long ago
it gave my life a rocky start
regardless of this I would be remiss
if I didn't say I loved you in spite of this
I know the hunger stemmed in part
from all the pain inside your heart
I'm sure you loved me the best you could
in just the way a mother should
#love
#mother
#birth
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4 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
22nd Jul 2021 6:37am
22nd Jul 2021 6:37am
Music Of Motherly Love
Happy baby smiles
Mother playing silly games
Laughter filled the room
Mother playing silly games
Laughter filled the room
#love
#mother
#senryu #NoPoo
#senryu #NoPoo
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2 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
22nd Jul 2021 6:37am
22nd Jul 2021 6:37am
Music Of Motherly Love
Happy baby smiles
Mother playing silly games
Laughter filled the room
Mother playing silly games
Laughter filled the room
#love
#mother
#senryu #NoPoo
#senryu #NoPoo
381 reads
2 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
22nd Jul 2021 6:37am
22nd Jul 2021 6:37am
Music Of Motherly Love
Happy baby smiles
Mother playing silly games
Laughter filled the room
Mother playing silly games
Laughter filled the room
#love
#mother
#senryu #NoPoo
#senryu #NoPoo
381 reads
2 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
22nd Jul 2021 6:37am
22nd Jul 2021 6:37am
Music Of Motherly Love
Happy baby smiles
Mother playing silly games
Laughter filled the room
Mother playing silly games
Laughter filled the room
#love
#mother
#senryu #NoPoo
#senryu #NoPoo
381 reads
2 Comments
dimpy
dimpsmoon
dimpsmoon
Poem Published
1st Nov 2023 6:11am
1st Nov 2023 6:11am
amniotic fluid
that was
a
fleeting joy
when I was
in
my
mother's womb.
there is
no memory
of that past joy,
yet it brings
a sparkle to
the eyes
Where
there will be
marks of
the trouble
caused by me
and
no trouble
will have
happened to me
I would
surely have
attained
immense
happiness
in the aura
of that
warm womb water...
a
fleeting joy
when I was
in
my
mother's womb.
there is
no memory
of that past joy,
yet it brings
a sparkle to
the eyes
Where
there will be
marks of
the trouble
caused by me
and
no trouble
will have
happened to me
I would
surely have
attained
immense
happiness
in the aura
of that
warm womb water...
#mother
#FirstLove
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14 Comments
dimpy
dimpsmoon
dimpsmoon
Poem Published
1st Nov 2023 6:11am
1st Nov 2023 6:11am
amniotic fluid
that was
a
fleeting joy
when I was
in
my
mother's womb.
there is
no memory
of that past joy,
yet it brings
a sparkle to
the eyes
Where
there will be
marks of
the trouble
caused by me
and
no trouble
will have
happened to me
I would
surely have
attained
immense
happiness
in the aura
of that
warm womb water...
a
fleeting joy
when I was
in
my
mother's womb.
there is
no memory
of that past joy,
yet it brings
a sparkle to
the eyes
Where
there will be
marks of
the trouble
caused by me
and
no trouble
will have
happened to me
I would
surely have
attained
immense
happiness
in the aura
of that
warm womb water...
#mother
#FirstLove
150 reads
14 Comments
toniscales
Lost Girl
Lost Girl
Poem Published
26th Dec 2022 4:05pm
26th Dec 2022 4:05pm
Secret Santa
The Secret Santa shop came to school
That year. My eight year-old hands trembled
As I saw the necklace cradled so softly
In a tiny box of black velvet.
A vee of gold culminated in blinding diamonds
More dizzying than love itself.
I knew it was the perfect gift for you.
As I paid the five dollars, my fingers
Itched to touch the beauty and brilliance
That I had bought for you.
Feverishly I brought it home, caressing
Its invaluable preciousness with silent glee
As I wrapped it as carefully as I could.
On Christmas morning, you...
That year. My eight year-old hands trembled
As I saw the necklace cradled so softly
In a tiny box of black velvet.
A vee of gold culminated in blinding diamonds
More dizzying than love itself.
I knew it was the perfect gift for you.
As I paid the five dollars, my fingers
Itched to touch the beauty and brilliance
That I had bought for you.
Feverishly I brought it home, caressing
Its invaluable preciousness with silent glee
As I wrapped it as carefully as I could.
On Christmas morning, you...
#love
#grief
#mother
#Christmas
#daughter
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4 Comments
toniscales
Lost Girl
Lost Girl
Poem Published
26th Dec 2022 4:05pm
26th Dec 2022 4:05pm
Secret Santa
The Secret Santa shop came to school
That year. My eight year-old hands trembled
As I saw the necklace cradled so softly
In a tiny box of black velvet.
A vee of gold culminated in blinding diamonds
More dizzying than love itself.
I knew it was the perfect gift for you.
As I paid the five dollars, my fingers
Itched to touch the beauty and brilliance
That I had bought for you.
Feverishly I brought it home, caressing
Its invaluable preciousness with silent glee
As I wrapped it as carefully as I could.
On Christmas morning, you...
That year. My eight year-old hands trembled
As I saw the necklace cradled so softly
In a tiny box of black velvet.
A vee of gold culminated in blinding diamonds
More dizzying than love itself.
I knew it was the perfect gift for you.
As I paid the five dollars, my fingers
Itched to touch the beauty and brilliance
That I had bought for you.
Feverishly I brought it home, caressing
Its invaluable preciousness with silent glee
As I wrapped it as carefully as I could.
On Christmas morning, you...
#love
#grief
#mother
#Christmas
#daughter
225 reads
4 Comments
toniscales
Lost Girl
Lost Girl
Poem Published
26th Dec 2022 4:05pm
26th Dec 2022 4:05pm
Secret Santa
The Secret Santa shop came to school
That year. My eight year-old hands trembled
As I saw the necklace cradled so softly
In a tiny box of black velvet.
A vee of gold culminated in blinding diamonds
More dizzying than love itself.
I knew it was the perfect gift for you.
As I paid the five dollars, my fingers
Itched to touch the beauty and brilliance
That I had bought for you.
Feverishly I brought it home, caressing
Its invaluable preciousness with silent glee
As I wrapped it as carefully as I could.
On Christmas morning, you...
That year. My eight year-old hands trembled
As I saw the necklace cradled so softly
In a tiny box of black velvet.
A vee of gold culminated in blinding diamonds
More dizzying than love itself.
I knew it was the perfect gift for you.
As I paid the five dollars, my fingers
Itched to touch the beauty and brilliance
That I had bought for you.
Feverishly I brought it home, caressing
Its invaluable preciousness with silent glee
As I wrapped it as carefully as I could.
On Christmas morning, you...
#love
#grief
#mother
#Christmas
#daughter
225 reads
4 Comments
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