Mother

 

mothers-day art

She is the first

pink smile, bright force, propagator of all

Humanity. She

has but one egg, he a thousand sperm

and for that they place her

on a pedestal

of impossibility

only

to knock her down again and again.

 

She weeps. She bleeds. Endures

a mazeΒ of obligations in simple

Obscurity. Her work is the hardest, her task Divine

sandwiched between the pure Maiden

and waning Crone.

 

Not all are mothers, but all have a mother.

On this day, honor yours.

maid mother pd

 

 

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10 comments on “Mother

  1. Bilal Moon says:

    “Place her on a pedestal of impossibility only to knock her down.”

    Perfectly sums up our mistreatment and ungratefulness to our mothers. The best part is, I’m reading this on the day before Mother’s Day (not sure what timezone you’re in), but it speaks to the importance of expressing love for your mother on more occasions than just the second Sunday of Monday.

    https://bilalmoonpoetry.wordpress.com

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  2. mumsthewordblog1 says:

    Lovely words – thank you on behalf of all mums πŸ˜ƒπŸ»

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Lovely with a bit of sadness in there. A wonderful poem to remind us of the sacredness of mothers.

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  4. Vicky V says:

    β€œNot all are mothers, but all have a mother” – such poignant words. Beautifully written as always.

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