When I wake up

When I wake up

A Poem by maricoona91

Outside my bedroom window

Are birds balancing on giant tree branches

And their high pitched echoes are a gift to my ears

Like the light from the sun finally hitting the earth

And I know that it is morning, because

I am in my bed covered in a thick blanket

And can hear the radio voices in the kitchen, 

 

And I know that there stands a being

 

Her aura is orange and blue by the sink

Washing the dishes with her wrinkled hands

Turquoise barrette grasps her silver hairs

She smells of pillow down and lemon dish soap

Her green eyes focus on the radio

While her hands mechanically swoosh around 

cup rims, fork limbs, tupperware lids,

 

Something in this magical brew, 

Fills me to the brim.

I swaddle myself in my blanket red,

And eat breakfast in bed.  

© 2015 maricoona91


Author's Note

maricoona91
Poem about my mom.

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i remember feeling this way about my mom...there was that cozy feeling of safeness because she was there...i do miss her.

thank you for this poem.

j.

Posted 8 Years Ago


maricoona91

7 Years Ago

Thank you, and I'm sorry for your loss
jacob erin-cilberto

7 Years Ago

thank you...people we love leave this earth...but they seem to stay with us in precious memories...
Deft as an artist's brush. The observation is acute and paints a perfect picture in the mind's eye.

Enjoyed very much.


T

Posted 8 Years Ago


maricoona91

8 Years Ago

thank you so much!
i appreciate it. :)
-Marina
It tasted of a "home" memory.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Chris

8 Years Ago

I guess keeping it "real" is a tad harder than we originally think after all.

Sensing.. read more
maricoona91

8 Years Ago

I haven't had to experience that yet =(
maricoona91

7 Years Ago

Chris, thank you for all your patience with me a year ago! Your poetry is very inspiring =)
a wonderful piece of writing.i really like it

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

maricoona91

8 Years Ago

thank you very much
That was a fine picture that you drew in fine wording, I really felt being there standing and seeing that for real. Thank you for sharing.


Insight.

Posted 8 Years Ago


maricoona91

8 Years Ago

Hi,
Thanks so much for reading! I have trouble with this poem because it doesn't flow well.... read more
Insight "MH"

8 Years Ago

You are welcome. Your write looks fine to me, I really enjoyed it.
Moms are great aren't they? Mine is 83, suffers from dementia and is pretty much housebound, but she still makes me breakfast when I go round to see her. :-)
Great piece, capturing all that is beautiful about waking. Sounds like a perfect start to a perfect day.

Posted 8 Years Ago


maricoona91

8 Years Ago

Thanks for reading,
Moms bring us back to our childhood. Thats sweet about your mom.
T.. read more
alifeacoustic

8 Years Ago

You're very welcome.

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