Praying Shrew

Praying Shrew

A Poem by Homeschool

A son pays his respects, but the void remains.

Praying Shrew
Moss grows on the wrong side
Of the hill where Mother was buried, 
As grey skies press against my shoulder,
Making each step harder than the last.
The winter twigs break under my strides
Like shards of forgotten brown glass,
Broken beer bottles from the side-effects of young stupidity,
Of a son's rebellion and drunken boasts
"I know what I'm doing Mom! Whatever. You're a joke."
I reach your grave beneath the willow. 
I kneel in your presence,
The same slow descent,
Acting with the same manner of respect
As  I did on the night of your peaceful passing.
Putting my mouth to the earth,
I whisper words of love and sincerity
Somewhere between your tomb's stone
And the remnants of a shrew's faded white bones.
I suppose
The rodent was paying homage
Basking in remembrance so long
That he forgot food,
Forgot drink.
The mouse died where he sat,
A pious fellow pure of heart
A domesticated, civilized rat
Who loved you, Mother, from afar
Too fearful to approach
Here he died
The day he learned of your last breath's depart.
You would always laugh at my imagination, 
Putting my drawings up on the fridge. 
I leave the grave, with little satisfaction. 

© 2011 Homeschool

Author's Note

An old poem I recently edited. (All my photos thus far have been from Google, save the photo from Second Chance, the Bouncing Souls pic, and my profile pic.)

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The story was amazing in this poem. You made a simple tale come alive and create a interesting tale about a mouse and his end. A very good ending to a excellent poem.

Posted 9 Years Ago

the poem really is a window to a mother son relation that is human , u see it all not just the all loving part most people show

Posted 9 Years Ago

A thoughtful meditation on a son's relationship with his mother brought to stark relief in the context of death. Well done.

Posted 9 Years Ago

this poem is beautifully imagined and expressed, very intriguing also.

Posted 9 Years Ago

wow, very very well written and love how you brought the shrew into lay, excellent

Posted 9 Years Ago

This poem leaves me curious but astounded by your well honed skills. I am impressed with your style.

Posted 9 Years Ago

I'm not sure where your inspiration for this piece came from but its strong. One of the most emotional pieces I've seen from you yet. Really, really good. You get better with each poem, honing in on details without losing sight of metaphor.

Posted 9 Years Ago

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8 Reviews
Added on June 25, 2011
Last Updated on June 25, 2011
Tags: Mouse, Shrew, Pray, God, Mother, Death, Funeral, Grave, Love



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