My Protector

In dreams she comes.

My Protector

I once suckled upon those

succulent milky white breasts,

bursting full of life's

comforting nutrients.

There were no troubles,

there were no foes,

and I never went hungry.

I so enjoyed the long, long

summers of childhood

beneath the watchful eyes

of such nurturing by mother nature.

Now she comes to me as I sleep,

penetrates the place where

I hide and all my nightmares

mingle in monochromic malevolence.

She wafts in weightless, wonder,

wandering upon the night-time breezes

of the June moon's soft and silky smile.

And leaning over my bed,

an angel with fulsome hips,

she plants perfect kisses on my forehead.

"Rest gently dear son,

do not be troubled,

for I am still here

watching over you"

she whispers,

as my lips gratefully accept

her plentiful n*****s

once more.

 

23/06/15

Author's Note

Reviews

[Lydia Shutter]

Hmmm.....Not sure I like the idea of a son suckling at his mother's breasts in dreams. Makes me happy I bottle fed my son. Still, there is something endearing about a son needing the comfort of his mother no matter how old he is. I liked the alliteration in this poem, John. Lydi**

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Ah tis but metaphor Lydi and yes the comfort of a mother is like nothing else. Thank you.

[andrew mitchell]

Another little Scottish blend of a gem John. I can't remember being breast fed! That's probably why I'm a leg man and it probably doesn't help when I was bottle fed too!! Nice music too!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Andrew I think the truth be known, you were raised by a Wallaby lol! Cheers!

[andrew mitchell]

lol....................... I knew I was a dinkum Aussie! Where's Skip?

[andrew mitchell]

How much can a koala bear!!!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Not many of your Jokes Andrew lol!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

never quite sure we lost that need for her...mine too, is passed...and yet she always seems to be present---that comforting word, that haunting feeling of her near.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Indeed haunting and comforting Jacob. Many thanks.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Is there anyone better to have on your side? My mom and I were the best of friends, and her influence and love will always be with me. It's hard to still feel the need for her, no matter how many years take me further away from her.

Beautiful words and music, John!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you so much Kelly!

[Robert]

John,

The bond the you have with your mother is special and timeless. This is a lovely tribute to your Mother. I write one to all moms "Only One". A Mothers love is so special.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Indeed it is Robert, many thanks.

[wordman]

a mothers love is everlasting,i died in my sleep about 4 years ago and my mother appeared to me
she was young and beautiful,she told me it wasn`t my time,i told her it was near my birthday
but she disappeared.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Amazing WM. Indeed the bond is for always. Many thanks.

[~]

Ohhh... the tenderness and strength of the love bond between a mother and a child! A place we are always welcomed and never rejected!
lovely! :D

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Indeed so MS. Indeed so. Many thanks.

[sereenaoutloud]

This is truly beautiful John...
There is no greater bond than between a mother and her child!
Lovely tribute to all mums !!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Sereena. Often when I am troubled I think of her. Had a dream about her the other night.

[sereenaoutloud]

Like she is you guardian angel ...still watching over you !!