Poetry on Mother's Day 2020


Since one of the best gifts my Momma gave me was poetry, I am sharing several poems I have written celebrating motherhood.  

I dedicate this post to all the mothers of the world. Those who can raise their children without fear, and those who struggle to give their children their best in spite of pain, disease, war, and famine. God bless you all!

Enjoy!

NURSING BABY

Your blue eyes look
Wide-eyed in trust
As you nourish
More than just your body.

Love encircles you
As you dreamily hum
Your baby purr…
Deep satisfaction.

A song, half sung
Lulls you to sleep.
Peaceful, warm…
You are loved!

LMRN © 5-83



LITTLE FINGERPRINTS

Our life is cluttered with little fingerprints.
They’re everywhere you look!
Gone are the days of clean TV screens,
Clean windows and un-smeared books.

Little fingerprints fill our days now,
And though I scrub most off, so smart,
The ones I wouldn’t dare to touch
Are the ones imprinted on my heart.

LMRN © 1984




KATHLEEN VICTORIA

Tiny hands reach down to scoop
A golden bouquet of leaves.

Tossing them high
She looks to heaven,
Eyes squinting hard in thought.

The elfin figure then begins
An impromptu fairies’ dance.

The trees are raining sunshine!
Autumn magic is everywhere!

LMRN ©1985




MAMA’S GIFT

Tiny bits of sky
Cloaked in meadow green hoods.
Lavender caps
Set casually on a fairy’s hat rack.
Cloud white bells
Hanging on a grassy cord.

Bits and pieces of creation,
Gathered in a child’s bouquet.

LMRN ©1989




GREEN EYES
(For Courtney)

You sit in the sun
Like an elf in a garden.
Your green eyes flash
And twinkle…
Showing so much of you
And yet, holding fast to
Some private secret.
Your little pixie face
Shows a hint of the woman
That is yet to be…
Kind, wise, loving,
With a beauty that shines
From deep within
Your flashing green eyes!

LMRN ©1992




THE LADY GWENDOLYN

An elfin figure,
Your sparkling green eyes
Flashed with mischief!

The wisdom of Merlin
Captured in a pixie smile.

Magically, time has flown.
Now, instead of capturing rainbows
Or searching flowerbeds for fairies,
You capture hearts
And search for answers to age-old questions.

The pixie child has cast off her cloak
As the Lady Gwendolyn gracefully
Takes Life by the hand!

LMRN © 1992




TO MY DAUGHTERS ON MY 50TH BIRTHDAY

Many among us
Celebrate milestones by
Adding up the number of things
Accomplished...
150 years in business,
7.5 million gold records,
25 Emmy nominations...
The experts count
Sales,
Opinions,
Votes,
Awards,
After 50 years of life,
My greatest accomplishment
Is also my most prized
Award...
The four radiant gems
Held fast in the crown
Of my heart...

LMRN © 2003




ON BEING LIZZY'S MOM

Sharing special moments
Sunshine mornings
Sunflowers and dandelion bouquets

Drying tears that come from pain
Dancing till we-all-fall-down
Daring to giggle gracefully

Watching my girl/child bloom into womanhood
Wishing her a life full of joy
Walking with pride cuz I'm Lizzy's Mom

For Elizabeth's 21st Birthday

2004 © LMRN




A GRANDMOTHER'S BIRTH

The day began as all others.
Responsibilities lay in wait as I rushed to meet them.
Daily tedium rained through the morning,
The gray skies of doubt and indecision placed
A pall over the Sunshine of Hope.

Just as I prepared for rest,
The call came to rush to our designated meeting.
Evening descended with fog and rain.
The sky shone white in the headlights
As I drove into the Light of Night.

Just as you pushed into Life,
I pushed wide the doors of your room.
Reaching your side, tears rained down,
Clouds of doubt and longing parted.
The Sun of Love glowed supreme.

The day began like no other,
The first day after my birth and yours.
Tears had given way to coos and smiles…
Mornings clouds mimicked the pink of your cheeks
As I held you close to my grandmother heart.

2005 © LMRN



THE SPRITES 

Each of the four sisters looks with eyes 
that take me back...back in time. 
Back to Momma with her jet black hair 
and crazy cat's green eyes, 
that turn blue when she's happy, 
but gray when she's sick. 
Back to Nana with her gentle smile 
that hides the pain of disease 
eating away at her body - gone too soon. 
Back to Great Grandma with hat firmly placed - 
ready to take on the world - 
a suffragette with a twinkle in her eye. 
Back to women I only knew through 
Momma's stories of how strength and beauty 
fly from the same peaks, entwined forever 
in the women from our family. 

© 2020 LMRN

Comments

Muhammad Mubashir said…
https://wordsfuseheart.blogspot.com/
July 26, 2020 at 9:26 AM
Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Hyacinths to Feed Thy Soul

Image
As we progress through Poetry Month, I have been reading many of my old poetry books. Some are journals into which Momma placed her favorites poems, which are now my favorite poems. One of my absolute top ten poems is: If of thy mortal goods thou art bereft, And from thy slender store two loaves alone to thee are left, Sell one, and with the dole Buy hyacinths to feed thy soul. This beautiful verse was written by MOSLIH EDDIN (MUSLIH-UN-DIN) SAADI (SADI ) , who was a major Persian poet of the medieval times. It is just one of the many beautiful verses in his book Gulistan ("The Rose Garden") . (Photo Credit) ~~~~~~ Also from Gulistan, is the verse which visitors find at the entrance to the United Nations Hall of Nations. It reads: Human beings are members of a whole, In creation of one essence and soul . If one member is afflicted with pain, Other members uneasy will remain. If you have no sympathy for human pain, The name of human you cannot ...
Read more

Grandchildren Connections - Guest Post

Image
 Today, I have the honor of sharing a guest post with the author of I Can't Wait to Love You Forever, Patricia Eckerman Ambas.  I highly recommend this book both for the content and the illustrations. I wished I had a copy of it way back when I was raising my girls. Patricia is a talented writer. I hope you enjoy her post. Grandchildren Connections Grandparents are powerful forces. The ones who can be the second parents, but more of the love and fun, and less of the discipline. Not even close to being a grandmother yet, I consider myself close to the source of what grandchildren want (as a beloved and loving granddaughter myself) and raising three children who have a close connection with both sets of grandparents. I have two tips to share with you that can begin to cultivate a stronger relationship with your grandchildren.  One of the reasons I’m sharing on this topic is that I’m finding some of my biggest book fans are grandparents. They love buying my books for their g...
Read more

Giving Thanks for Writers - Blog Hop!

Image
Today, Words from the Heart is part of a huge blog hop.  A blog hop is an event where readers have the opportunity to visit a group of blogs that are promoting or celebrating the same thing.  This blog hop is brought to you by the WoMen's Literary Cafe Authors as part of their Gratitude celebration. For our part of the hop, we are honored to post and grateful to host author, Wendy Young .  Wendy's book, Come the Shadows , will be part of our Blog Hop give-away. You'll want to check out the other blogs that are also hosting give-aways! Find out more at the end of this post! Gratitude by Wendy Young This is the time of year where everyone begins to consider the question: What are you thankful for? In my house, now that we’ve started having kids, we try to make it a daily question. Every night we ask our son: What are you thankful for? His answers are quite simple and surprising – even something like his blanket will rate on the list. We’re happy that, so far, both Mo...
Read more