Mothers Letter

Mothers Letter

A Poem by Lisasview
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When I saw this painting I was moved to write a poem about it. This is my revised version. Free Verse poetry.

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 Mother's Letter


     Eyes are dry, now …

     where soft teardrops fell,

     lie faded pools of smeared purple ink.


     Reading her letter again,

     I held the coarse paper tightly 

     between delicate hands.

     The baby kicks, as if it knows,

     and I read on....


     Birth of your first born …

     so close to my heart,

     brings memories of you, my child,

     running wildly through fields of

     poppies and dandelions.

     Your hair, the colored hues

     in sun’s end of day.


     Alone, I lie here remembering …

     watching birds by the window.

     They beckoned me follow;

   “I am not ready to leave,”

     sighing in a whisper.


   “Bring me apples to peel;

     for, my hands are idle.”

     There is no one to hear,

     my mind wanders to you --

     the distance is great.


     As time disappears …

     your child grows,

     and as you watch the fields

     change from yellow to gold,


   "Think of me and remember,

     I have you in my heart … always.”


                            ~~~




    

                 

© 2023 Lisasview


Author's Note

Lisasview
Any comments are appreciated.
Thank you for dropping by.
Lisa

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oh my goodness ... this brings tears to my heart .. it is so sweetly sad .. wonderful tribute to not just your Ma but to all those who love with a very Divine gift of a Mother's love .. those who received and do receive it are blessed .. your poem inspires gratitude in me for my Ma ... thank you for sharing! really enjoy the imaging and it is super emotive ...
E.

Posted 2 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Lisasview

2 Years Ago

Hi there,
I see you are the featured review, although you are the last to read my poem...so f.. read more



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A beautiful piece, Lisa. A poignant reminder of how quickly the circle of life turns, but our hearts remember and cherish the ones we lose.
Thank you
Andrea

Posted 5 Months Ago


This is such a beautiful, breathtaking poem that’s just bursting at the seams with love. Every stanza is beaming with love and light. It’s full of goodness and and inspiring and bright. It’s emotional and brings tears to the eyes. You can absolutely feel the mother’s love, the nostalgia and the pure devotion to the child/children. I loved how you wrote this, it’s words that should be forever cherished. Such a gorgeous poem, thank you for sharing.

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lisasview

2 Years Ago

Hi Cat,
This was one of the very first poems I ever posted on here...and actually, until I po.. read more
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I think of my mom here... This is how she feels... My favourite lines are - "“Bring me apples to peel; for, my hands are idle.” There is no one to hear, my mind wanders to you -- the distance is great.

For me the distance is geographical/physical... although it could mean many other ( emotional, physical ...etc). A daughter's yearning to be with her mom is perfectly portrayed here.

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lisasview

2 Years Ago

What an angel you are for reading and reviewing my work... always means a lot to me!! I am about to .. read more
Bring me Apples to peel for my hands are idle , great line
Superb poem tho sad , but most if life is

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lisasview

2 Years Ago

Wow, thank you Stuart for reading and reviewing my poem... I also liked that very line... seemed so .. read more
The seasons of life Continue on. I love them all. But for all the great enjoy we have in life there comes the final payment Not sure any of us are ready for that

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lisasview

2 Years Ago

Thank you Tate for reviewing and your thoughts...
Hard to imagine never being here anymore.. .. read more
Hi, Lisa. I’ve just read several of your poems. You visited my page some days back but I don’t have a lot of time to spend here these days so it can take me some time to repay visits. When I visit someone’s page, I like to read many poems and get a feel for the voice before I comment on any. I also like to take some time to understand the poet through the words. This is my way and partly why I’m slow to return comments. I have enjoyed my visit here this morning. Your poems are passionate and full of immediacy. They feel sincere and full of life. I enjoy the spirit of exploration I see between the words.

I like this poem knowing it was inspired by the painting. But there is a deeper connection I sense underneath that allows the sympathetic voice of the speaker and listener to shine through. Parenthood changes us monumentally. The love between mother and child is so different than other kinds of love we experience in life. As we grow into the roles of our lives, we do change, but the interesting thing about being a parent is that even as the child grows and we grow, the timeline of the shared life doesn’t fall back in the same way as life with a lover. We hold the child at all stages of life at once, I think, and learn how to love all the people we watch that child become. It is a journey and held close. Your poem does such a nice job showing that. The line about peeling apples and idle hands evoked so much for me, in particular. I went into the heart of the mother in the poem. I thought this was lovely work. Thank you for sharing.

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lisasview

2 Years Ago

Hi back and thank you again..
The little image of a gal painting... what is that??
Lis.. read more
Eilis

2 Years Ago

It is a painting of a woman hanging her laundry by Jeffery T Larson. Here is a link to his website i.. read more
Lisasview

2 Years Ago

Thank you, I appreciate you letting me know.
As a water colorist I found the tiny image inter.. read more
your poem is like warm sunshine on a Spring day.... such poetry evokes the feeling of love and wanting it to never end.... nicely penned Lisa

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lisasview

2 Years Ago

Wow, two reviews from you Redzone... how very delightful... and with such kind words...
I thi.. read more


henceforth, and without any doubt whatsoever, this is now ranked up there as my most favourite Lisa, now at the computer working poems to date .. truly beautiful words & perfectly poemed ..

Neville, now thinking about either painting the back door, or going for a siesta :)


Posted 2 Years Ago


Lisasview

2 Years Ago

Wow, what a very kind thing to say Neville...your most favourite...really... makes me feel great!! .. read more
What a tender, moving poem, Lisa. I recently came across a few letters my mom had written to me when I was in college. They were just chatty, newsy letters, but I could hear her voice so clearly in them, and I missed her terribly. Thank you for this lovely piece.

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lisasview

2 Years Ago

Hi Richard,
So happy to know you liked my poem... and that it brought back fond memories of y.. read more
Richard Knox

2 Years Ago

Hi Lisa,
Thank you for the recommendation. I sought out your sonnet, Hand-In-Hand, and loved.. read more
Lisasview

2 Years Ago

You are so welcome Richard...
Lisa, early here in Spain
The bond (love) between mother and daughter is beautifully expressed in your poem. Reminds me one of the poems I've written about my mother titled " Reminiscing mother"

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lisasview

2 Years Ago

Oh I thought you had posted it...Yes, since you say my poem reminded you of yours..
Lisa
prema

2 Years Ago

Mine is more like a tribute rather than a poem. I am reminded of my mother when i read your poem. In.. read more
Lisasview

2 Years Ago

Losing ones mother is so difficult.
Lisa

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Benitachell, Alicante, Spain



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