On Mother's Day

On Mother's Day

A Poem by Vanessa Whiteley

My daughter shows her love for me

with breakfast in bed and a gift,

a Zuni, fetish necklace.   

 

My necklace consists of threaded

beads and small, carved creatures,

a fox, birds, fish.

 

The central  fetish is a turquoise

bear - a piece of sky. I like to think

she is a mother. 

 

I have always seen myself as a bear,

grubbing amongst wild berries

alone save for my cub. 

 

 

© 2008 Vanessa Whiteley


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So beautiful yet so very different. Great imagery and I loved it and thank you for sharing it. London is my favourite place that I have visited a few times. smiles. XXX

Posted 16 Years Ago


it's a bit of a different perspective from the Hallmark-issue sentiment you normally find attached to Mother's Day poetry; here is the whole gamut--of sky, of beast, of nature as a whole. Looks at the concept of motherhood in all its facets, Mother Earth as well as mother and daughter. Perceptive and well-constructed piece.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

yes the bear is a marvellous creature - here she is always a foot fall away in the forest where she eats berries and saunters free - I've met a few bears and have good relations with many here from the Bear Clans of my native relations - the Bear is an Agent of Nature and sacred - you do well as her relation - in our Native beleif systems we do not wholly take Darwininan evolution as fact - we disagree on one point - we have evolved from ALL the animals and so have them as our relations - I'm closer to a Bear than a Monkey -

Posted 16 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Vanessa Whiteley
Vanessa Whiteley

Bristol, England



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Born in 1560 in Stratford-upon-Avon. I have a passion for writing but my parents wanted me to marry early. I ran away from home to see if I could make my fortune in London as my older brother had d.. more..

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