oh, how deeply I love her…

hand-in-hand,
we traipse this land,
passing by trees, and foliage
as we glide,
together, one step
in front of the other…

we hold
within our hearts
a special place
for our mother, and

look up
with adoration,
a sense of satisfaction,
and the most gentle elation

as the light

cascades softly
off the trees,
through the glade,
and in front of me, and

I see,
and feel free…

as the warmth
caresses my being
in its entirety, I say
a silent prayer, and

give thanks
on this day,
for this moment
of time alone with my mother

oh, how deeply I love her…

In response to the WDYS #100 prompt from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.

Image credit; James Wheeler @ Unsplash


#poetry, #adoration, #connection, #elation, #emotions, #life, #love, #mother, #nature, #poem, #silence, #wdys

our Motherly homestead

Photo by Elena Mozhvilo on Unsplash

wind caresses
my soul, like a
tapestry, impossible
to hold

I let the sounds,
drown,
my inner-dialogue,

and, focus
instead,

on the beauty
in front of me,
of a thousand
bled

journeys,
human misery, and
cunning,
tread

with skies,
so red

and, yes,

baffling
to the eye, when
we don’t
even
try

hard enough,

to take care of
the planets
lullaby,
beautiful
read,

and,

sung
so softly to us
since the
cradle
was made, and
we laid down for
our first
song-related fable

which, leaves me

wondering
now
about
humanities
current thread,

so ask,

may we now
please
portend
less,

leaving
aside
the disrespect,
and, instead

reflect,
and disregard abject,
in favor of love-
born respect
for our Motherly
homestead?


#poetry, #care, #earth, #ecological, #life, #love, #mother, #nature, #planet, #poem, #poems