Mother, mighty mother

Mother, mighty mother

A Poem by Kale

My mother is my world.


Feminine shrills broke into the dusk of light 

sharper than the roar of an angry mob ready to break out into a fight 

huskier than the wind brushing against a defenseless flag like it’s a kite 

purer than a group of pre-school students with eyes so bright 

soft strands of rays broke the stability in her eyesight, 

compelling her to impose freight. 


Mother, mighty mother, 

this is no longer the night. 


Powder your nose and force the cellulite into tights, 

pinch your cheeks and paint your lips 

push the goods up and suck in your gut 

sway your hips and poke out your butt 

apply the mask you hide behind 

and the lies you bind the truth in it’s own right. 


Mother, mighty mother, 

compose yourself before father.

© 2016 Kale

My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register


I like your poetry. Like a Kosinkski book. Honest, dirty and realistic.
"Powder your nose and force the cellulite into tights,
pinch your cheeks and paint your lips
push the goods up and suck in your gut
sway your hips and poke out your butt
apply the mask you hide behind
and the lies you bind the truth in it’s own right. "
The above lines are true. We will wear many mask in a lifetime. Thank you Kale for sharing the excellent poetry.

Posted 5 Years Ago

This kinda reminds me of how my mom was, long ago, in the midst of a very bad marriage to my dad. In the first stanza, you've done a good job of using a singular rhyme sound for every line, which is sometimes hard to pull off without sounding like one is reaching for the rhymes. I think you might mean "fright" instead of "freight" in the last line of first stanza, tho.

Then, going on to the other long stanza, which is brilliant in the way it's brutally honest about the way women go thru all these torturous & falsifying efforts to cover up reality & show the world a different presentation. Your tone in this description is clearly one of scorn. And then it becomes even more detestable when we read on & see that all this "gussying up" is being done for . . . a man *sigh*

Many well-stated observations, albeit showing us harsh realities that are so common in life.

Posted 5 Years Ago

Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


2 Reviews
Added on June 28, 2016
Last Updated on July 5, 2016
Tags: mother, women, society, makeup, society standards



Ignore me, I am just expressing my bullshit feelings. more..

Ravish Ravish

A Poem by Kale

Related Writing

People who liked this story also liked..