trob226

I was down in the "I'm addicted" thread in the crafts forum when this one wormed its way into me:

You're gone now, Mama -
I was sad and lonely for you,
But I found your stash,
Your calico, your cotton prints, your suitings, your linen.
They told me - "A dress, a blouse, a fine pair of slacks
will hold you and caress you now - your hands will shape me and stroke my hair and comfort me
while I continue my journey."
And I smiled as the dress, the blouse, the fine pair of slacks
took their forms as you directed from the road you are traveling.
And when I pull them around me now,
You are immortal.

Singing Otter

I liked this one! It makes me think of my mom. As a little girl she'd give me scraps to sew and let me play in her button box. lol goot times.

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trob226

Man, I LOVED the button box! What treasures!

~Journey~

Good memories and poem!

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"Slide and Sway"

trob226

Thank you!

middle of the sky

thats a beautiful poem..kinda reminds me of my mom

trob226

Thank you. It's actually for my mother-in-law, but sometimes they are like mamas to you, too.

OneidaDreamer

You just gained very much respect from me as a writer and poet. This poem encapsulates the realization of the spirit's endlessness. It's eternal Zen. The last two lines are what makes this poem. You captured it perfectly. I haven't read anything this good in months, especially on here.

Perfect!

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