A poem for Mother's Day

 

A mother’s gift.

You treat me like the miracle
I am

the door to your heart
is always open

your love never fails
to shine through

The moment I was born
you transfixed me

I studied your face
with earnest devotion
as you did mine

I looked into your eyes
and saw my reflection
mirrored in your Soul

I demanded so much from you
expected you would grant my
every wish

And this you did for me
without question

You gave up your identity
for me

Set aside your dreams
so I could dream

Dedicated yourself to me
so I could be free

you taught me life-long values
to say please and thank-you
respect my elders

strive to be the best me
I could possibly be

Of course as I grew older
I knew better than you
Or so I thought

but now
now that I’m a Mum
I understand your infinite wisdom

to let your children know

no matter what they do
or what they say
or what they believe

you will love them
unconditionally

that's the gift you gave to me

Gratitude: Louie Schwartzberg at TEDxSF - this is simply beautiful. Enjoy.

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Autumn Leaves

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Autumn trees
shed leaves like half-forgotten memories
shaking off the past
to reveal their naked truth
conserving energy for the wintry months ahead

waiting to be reborn

we toss those piebald leaves in wild abandonment
delight in scrunching them between our toes
it must feel nice to be an autumn tree
flinging off its clothes and shouting … look at me!

 

 

The greatest gift of all

The moment you reached out,
You changed my heart forever.
I realised I was not alone,
Someone understood and cared.

The moment you answered my call
I knew fear had consumed my life.
But your gift of love and knowing
Helped me face my fears; one by one.

 “Love thy self” - breathe it -
           in and out.
Believe it.
Fear is just an illusion.
Banish it from your life;
      your past,
             your future.
Live joyfully in the present.

From the moment you said,
“How can I help?” my journey began
A painful, joyful, life giving
one.


I thought I knew what love was
Turns out - I knew nothing.
For now my heart
holds an entire Universe


And your love, 
dear friend,
is the greatest gift,
of all.

Trust

You stand there, watching me.
A startled bird, poised for flight.
I hold out my hand.
You take a few steps forward,
then back.
So unsure of me.
I kneel to you, hold out my arms.

You look for your mother
want to hide behind her skirts
suck furiously on your thumb
Your brow is furrowed.
Where has she gone?
Why did she leave me?

Your eyes pool with tears,
You tremble; fear wells up
deep within you.
so young, too young
to feel the loneliness
of separation.

 
Shyness cripples you.
You long to play out your stories
Delight a captive audience
Yet the moment you have
the spotlight,
You barricade yourself in
walls of silence.

Do not be afraid,
I am here for you.
It's time to shine.
Come, take my hand,
Let's do this together
Just you and me.

Anything is possible,
let's use our imagination,
give wings to our dreams.
Life can be a Fairy tale,
Full of story book Magic,
If we believe it to be true.
Together - You and Me.

 

Ode to the Exclamation Mark! (for all my proof reading friends)

Oh what joy, oh what a lark
To ponder the exclamation mark!
I'm told it is a dying art
to use the exclamation mark
In modern 'proof' it is not needed
But I'm afraid I've often pleaded
Why oh why must I delete it?
For it will leave me uncompleted.
It serves a very worthy purpose
When pain and anguish are in surplus
Or for the element of surprise
Praps when your protagonist dies ...ahhh!!!!
In this modern age of texting
The exclamation needs some flexing
How else you get my voice and tone
Unless you answer your damn phone!
How can I write hip hip hooray!
Without the mark to join the fray?
I know the way we choose our words
Should speak our volumes, but how absurd
When just a stroke and little dot
Gives emphasis to mark that spot.
So let me hear no more of this
Insisting it's just amateurish ...
If this poet should have her way -
The exclamation mark, is here, to stay!

To my friends at SKE - Share Knowledge and Experience - A Virtual Royal Tea/Coffee break

There is a group on SKE
Who simply love to Be
They welcome everyone
With a virtual royal cup of tea.

The only thing you need
Is to think creatively
Have a sense of humour
And share philosophy.

There is no single problem
In the world that I can see
That can’t be solved in SKE
With a virtual royal cup of tea.

(or coffee!)