Mother’s Lament II

By: Bela Johnson

Sep 25 2013

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Category: family, motherhood, musings, philosophy, poetry, Uncategorized

2 Comments

Focal Length:4.31mm

Growing up was a nightmare of fear and violence.

I am played out repeating this bold truth;

thought I was doing better by protecting and guiding them;

Did not realize memories would be so easily erased.

 

Do not be impatient with me then,

though I well remember the skewed priorities of youth.

I am not an unredeemable experiment in failure,

simply human, and imperfect.

 

Be grateful the plant growing from a crooked stalk

still seeks the light of the sun

with an ever-straightening

illustrious jewel crown of flowers.

 

~ bj

 

2 comments on “Mother’s Lament II”

  1. Very powerful poem, Bela. I love the line ,”A plant growing from a crooked stalk still seeks the light of the sun.” It sounds almost like a philosophy of life.


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