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Mother the Mother
A series of haiku poems inspired by the wonderful nurturing, supportive mothers in my life - thank you for *planting the forest* :
I am a splinter
What I need is a forest
Mother the Mother
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Tender and swollen
Every inch of my being
Mother the Mother
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Sitting in silence
Musing, panicking, drowning
Mother the Mother
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Sunday 1st December 2024 10:18 pm
Born for the Morning
I was told my past was perfect
so, to bring back some of the feeling
every day I set my alarm for 8:20AM
the time Mum said I was born.
Waking has become a re-creation
an affirmation, making my daily rise
a reset, and precious kick start
toward a future better than yesterday.
Wednesday 13th November 2024 10:16 am
Born in a Dream
Born in a dream.
Forever cherish the day they are born.
The day you know your heart has finally been won.
You fall in love with the bundle of pure innocence.
Not yet harmed by life’s pretence
Squeeze them, hug them protect them from all harm.
Make sure the road they travel on is always peaceful and calm.
Help them achieve what you could only dream.
Show them that ...
Monday 11th November 2024 4:55 pm
Miracle of Life
Miracle of Life.
In a moment of passion on a hot summer’s night.
Here starts the wondrous journey of human life.
The passion builds to the point of no return.
A climatic explosion and the release of sperm.
Thousands of them pushing, shoving, swimming frantically.
A couple might make the journey, for the others death is their destiny.
The inevitable elimination of the...
Wednesday 30th October 2024 10:15 pm
birth of new foundation
birth of mankind
birth is a new birth of joy
a new foundation is a new birth of joy
foundation is foundation of joy
mankind is founded by joy
mankind is founded by mankind
new joy is new birth of joy
birth is a new joy founded by new joy
foundation is founded by a new birth of joy
new joy is new foundation
birth of mankind is a birth of joy
joy is founded by joy
joy is founded by a ...
Tuesday 23rd July 2024 7:31 pm
Stay with me
A child without influence
Conceived lacking counsel
A child of slender chance
Cry, cry, cry until
This silent life, held in hand, is yours
To shout, I am she,
Hammer deaths doors
Stay my love, stay with me
Saturday 5th November 2022 7:20 am
Unrecognized by the court
I was a few hours old. I was not recognized at the hospital or the court. I did not exist in the eyes of those around me, aside from the doctor. I was mom and dad’s little princess. Years later, the name stuck. Credit Valley Hospital refused to admit that I’ve just been given life in that very room of the ICU. All other medical staff failed to see that I am Cassandra Louise Di Lalla and that I am ...
Tuesday 19th July 2022 5:29 pm
Ye Tale Of Brave Sir Moppalot
Ye Tale Of Brave Sir Moppalot
I wasn’t quite there yet
So this story is told second hand
Of the bravest and noblest knight
To ever gallop over this land
He was sitting quietly at home
When a neighbour just down the street
Knocked on the castle door
To advise him to get on his feet
A princess in need of his help
Had called out his name in the night
Be...
Sunday 17th May 2020 12:26 pm
Children
These two poems I think pair up well together. The first written to celebrate the birth of our first grandchild five years ago, the second written last year after a visit and time spent with him and his two brothers.
Nathaniel's Villanelle
Now welcome into this world little one.
You know no-one, nothing yet,
Yet from Him who knows all you come.
Your father, your mother als...
Friday 24th May 2019 1:53 pm
Father
You ask if I believe in God...
How can I not?
To deny my Father
means I leave my existence
to some 30 year old predator
who impregnated a girl half his age
and left her to raise their child
in the wilderness, among wolves
that feed on loneliness and despair.
Without my Father, I would never know
that after suffering comes deliverance,
pain leads to compassion,
forgiveness breaks b...
Sunday 19th May 2019 7:16 pm
The choice
Translation of my Arabic Poem (“The Choice”)
Who, in the World, chooses his birth?
Who chooses his family and children?
Who chooses his fate and country?
Who chooses the time to go to heaven?
But it is possible to choose our day
To sincerely care about family and work
This will be the first right step to our future
To achieve our goals while we're alive
Your name and countr...
Monday 25th February 2019 8:11 pm
The day I met you
The day I met you
My soul awoke;
a sound of crying so joyous I could cry myself
The thought of opening my eyes
without the sound this little life I created would be just as scary as it was
when she had opened hers in the first
moments of life
She lit up my night sky
She came to me with golden hair
The color people would dye to have
For her, I'd die a million times to have al...
Tuesday 11th December 2018 2:00 pm
A new C word
Now there's a new C word in town
10 months in, the word CURED blasts free
In the same chair, same room by the same careful man
Where we heard that other C word everyone fears
This one is C for celebration
Not C for Christ no, can't believe it
A new day to celebrate through the onward years
A day as special as a birth
The C pebble dropped and happiness ripples spread and ...
Friday 6th October 2017 8:28 pm
They say..
They say 5 a day and a number of vaccines are what you need to be healthy
They say that cancer can't be cured and that a plant should be outlawed, but what's the reality
They say we need to go to war but we've heard it all before, and it's not how it should be
They say we need to vote so get in line, as if we have a choice this time, they act like we'...
Thursday 4th May 2017 1:20 am
Bittersweet
We enter this world on days when life is slightly kinder
Pushed by our family in our pushchair,
we are content.
As we've grown, we are given happiness as a gift
but
also
We are given happiness with gifts,
the sweetness of our mother's kiss,
the softness of a kitten
We were unaware of the concept of age
We gave love willingly,
our first kiss being messy and conf...
Sunday 23rd April 2017 5:45 pm
THE BABIES
The babies keep coming
coming
into the world
petals opening disgorging
disgorging.
Mouths to feed
feeding feeding
milk flowing.
They pile up
statistics
scream and kick
another matter of pride
to show off.
Tick one more box
box ticked move on
over the horizon the
petals are pulsing
and absorbing
disgorging.
The world blinks and is missed
w...
Friday 7th August 2015 9:32 pm
The Butterfly Effect
I lay here cradling my mosaic heart, untwinned in your palms. My naked body and mind no longer intertwined, A fated dualistic death. I gave myself to you unwittingly, unknowingly, punishingly... Sensual, seductive emotions ravenously race through my every pore, One last butterfly kiss, wanting evermore. My heart decadently dances with perpetual palpitation...
Sunday 19th July 2015 1:09 pm
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