Mother

She was born into violence and with little chance of survival.  Weak and cold, she was tucked away into a distant corner. She was given little attention with only one custodian to nurture her.

Then something amazing happened! She began to show signs of life. It was almost a miracle.

Inside there would forever more be a battle. Yet her skin began to show color and she had movement. “Only the strong will survive,” as they say. And she would be tested by time.

In her adolescence she knew not what she would become. Unbeknown to her, she would grow to bare fruit. To build a home for her children. They would learn and one day reproduce, to have children of their own. She would prove herself to be strong and giving.

Of men there would be many. Some would use her for their one selfish gain.  They would abuse her.. She is not one to be taken for granted. Other men would be gentle and give her thanks. They would praise her.  But like her early struggles they too would come and go.

Her strength demands respect but all too often sees little. Yet only she would have the last word.

What would become of her has yet to be seen. Her story is not yet over. So please, take heed and protect her. Be kind to the one that gave you birth. Because we only have one mother earth.

 

Author's Note

I wrote this as a tribute to Earth Day. Mother (earth) I used a drawing of mine to throw off the reader. AH HA !bit of a trickster.

Reviews

[The Tao of Bri]

Tricksies...GREAT POEM!! SO TRUE!!

[Cats Eye]

Nicely written, it a wonderful piece, on the natures of what human kind is doing to the only home they'll ever have, I enjoyed reading this.

[Tenten]

this got to me deep inside, i try to watch my actions, give thanks but sometimes i forget Mother always knows, beautiful piece.

[Your Tasty Field Adviso..]

i love nature and everything around it
life, the beauty of each wiggling leaf in the whispering wind
each and every bird's everlasting song
and with each opening of my eyes
i see more and more of what it is i love about nature
love is the thing that brings it together
like a pulse
a melody
a harmony
a pulse of a heart beat, fast in love
nature is in my eyes as it is within my soul
as it is around us all
treasure the beauty of each brease
treasure the loveing breath of rain
and nature itselfe will keep on giving it to you
all you have to do is listen to it.

i little poem i wrote to show how much this poem has inspired me. i hope you like it, because i absolutly love your poem.

[EvesDaughter]

You have a deep respect for
women, and I feel it each time
you write. This is a beautiful
work, my friend. Loving and wise.
Heads up on second to last sentence...
"heed" not "head" ;) Your friend, the
Editor :P