Mother



And God saw it all and it was good

He saw the man, and the beasts

The silent stream, weaving and waving through the woods.

Serene, Blissful, Breath-giving spectacle.

It was good but God lingered,

Ah-ah! an Idea through the dark like a halberd in battle.

WOMAN was created, such a beauty,

the much needed flint for the “spark of life”
and while it lasted it was good.

Hey!!!

The storks have arrived and the peak of evolution attained.

MOTHER was crafted,

forged in the fires of perseverance,

chisels of LOVE etched on her the ancient runes of endurance.

yes the masterpiece is done,

And God looked again and saw perfection.

Serene, Blissful, Breath-giving, Perfect spectacle.

Our ungrateful asses holler, "WE LOVE YOU!"

not enough to cover all quiet ones we skipped though.

The dog hid his Mother in heaven,

today he is Man's best friend, companion even.

such is it for those who cherish Mother.

take a full minute, speak no word,count the dots and take a trip to the past

I'll be back in a minute.
> .......... .......... .......... .......... .......... .......... <
Yeah, that's for all the prone ones.

deep breaths and sighs a silent teardrop,

able testament of your life and love.

About this poem

This poem is a tribute to all mothers all over the world, I penned it because I feel beyond mother's day they need to be appreciated more further I was inspired by a friend's loss.

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Written on June 13, 2019

Submitted by emmybronye on September 09, 2022

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Quick analysis:

Scheme A X X B X B X XA X X C C D D B X X D X X X X X X X
Closest metre Iambic pentameter
Characters 1,214
Words 248
Stanzas 24
Stanza Lengths 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 2, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 3, 1, 1

Emmanuel ADEKUNLE

I grew up on farm in rural Nigeria, I have always been fascinated by word play, poems and classical music or (or are they just compositions?) I enjoy writing poems, sometimes as an escape, sometimes I just like that good feeling. more…

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