Mama’s Love

Missing her still.

This Pedestrian Life

My mother lost her physical battle with cancer on July 2, 2011 but her spirit remains in everything good and beautiful. When I need strength, I think of her.  When I picture love, I picture her.  I wrote this for her 3 months before she died. 


Mama’s Love
Abiding,
untainted ribbon of unquestionable love,
thread through each window blind,
both illuminating and shielding me,
through the dawns and dusks of my life.
those days when the essence of my innocent spirit sugar-coated the sands of time,
those nights when the acidic tonic of my misspent youth sought to corrode all that was familiar,
those times when I steadfastly refused any sort of guidance and rejected the very values imposed,
those times when I chose to learn the hard way,
the stalwart champion of landmine decisions,
those when my selfishness should have created a chasm between us,
or at least riddled the…

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Day 24 of National Poetry Month. For the prompt “orphaned”.

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Day 21 of National Poetry Month. 

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The Guild of Misguided Emotions 

Day 20 of National Poetry Month. For the prompt “the guild of misguided emotions “.

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Peace and Love

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Let’s Call This What It Isn’t 

Day 18 of National Poetry Month, from the prompt “let’s call this what it isn’t”. I found this styrofoam heart on a bench in the shoe department of a Kohl’s. It brought me a smile and I brought it home to add to my collection. Short, sweet and simple. It is what it is.

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The Ghosts I No Longer Haunt

Day #17 National Poetry Month

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Ours As A Blessing 

DAY 16 of National Poetry Month 

A haiku about a boy who has my heart. 

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