The Mother

She is resting on my sofa.
I turn the music down a little.
She thinks I'm working,
But I'm writing about her.
She closes her eyes.
I look at her.
Every inch of her is a fractal
Of who she is to me.
Her nose is my Mother,
Her ears are my Mother,
The wrinkle around her eye is my Mother,
The apparent and elegant veins on her hands are my Mother.

But I also know
The woman she is,
The human she is,
And that makes me love
Even more deeply
The mother she is.
Not because she's flawless,
But because of her vulnerability,
Her mistakes,
Her profoundly human qualities,
Her reflection on life,
Her addiction to words.

I treasure when
She doesn't know
And ask.
When she imitates Woody Allen,
When she kisses my Father,
Dances with me,
Quotes Groundhog Day,
Cries when I tell her
About something that moves me,

Expresses her love
For the woman I am,
Tells me that the day she dies,
She just asks that Céleste and I
Watch a Marx Brothers movie,

And laugh.

Reviews

[alifeacoustic]

This is truly beautiful, Simply beautiful. Painting a picture of you watching your Mother, knowing all the intricacies of he face, that being a Mother is all encompassing, but seeing the woman too. I think that you have picked up English better than most English too. I hear these words spoken so softly. If she, your Mother, has ever read this, I am sure she cried with happiness.
hank you for sharing such a wonderful piece.

[Marc Marlon Villaflor]

Beautiful moving poem, I almost cried reading this piece. With those sweet words expressing about our mother, life is not complete without her. Good Job!

[Pete Langley]

What a beautifully comforting place your poem takes us, Louise Charlotte. There is nothing like a mother`s love - or loving a mother. It comes from the imprint at birth, the joint security of ownership, the permanent invisible umbilical bond and the need to protect. You reflect all of these and more in your piece, cherie. Thank you kindly. P.

[Sami Khalil]

A very good poem... Thank you for sharing...:)

[Yasmin]

This poem makes me smile..
Nothing is like mother's love
Everything about them is amazing loving and caring
I like how you started the poem I find it difficult to begin a poem specially about family
Well done my dear well done

[Zap-the-awesome]

That's great.

[Distant horizons]

What a beautiful and elegant way to pretend you are working :-)

[MOON]

Beautiful tribute to your mother, well expressed. I admire you for writing in English !

[Elvis Gilley]

Touching and I loved it. I appreciate you sharing and I know your Mother is proud. e

[Louise-Charlotte]

Thank you so much. She doesn't speak English very well but because I write in a rather simple way she understood it. She was actually visiting me one day and was sitting at my desk. My poetry blog was open on my computer so she read it discreetly. She looked at me across the room and cried.