Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
We are born of love; Love is our mother. -Rumi
Our colorful roses are blooming with spring’s passion,
I thought of you once more today wondering where you are
There, is that you I glimpse through the ocean tears of my eyes
behind the gossamer veil separating your world from mine?
Are you in the brilliant golden sun, when it shines on me
or in the gleaming falling stars soaring wild and free?
And though dear mother, we are now apart
so many wretched lonesome years have gone
since I’ve touched your soft warm skin,
I know you live on in my hopeful heart
until that shining moment when
I go to the other side
and we meet again.
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
Imaginary Garden with Real Toads: Just One Word: Apart
Poets United: Poetry Pantry #479
How lovely
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Thank you Sadje.
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You’re welcome 😉
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Linda, this is such a ovely tribute to your mother. I was utterly moved by the gentleness in your words. 💗
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Thank you kindly Beckie.
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You’re so very welcome! 💗
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Awwwwww
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Thank you.
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This is so moving, Linda. I especially relate to your connecting with and thinking of your mother among the roses in the garden. My mother and I shared a love of gardening. Your poem is so loving, and very moving.
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Thank you so much Sherry. She taught me so much about gardening.
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Beautiful my friend
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Thank you Beth!
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Roses are such a good reminder of a mother’s love…
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Yes, they are.
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This would warm the spirit of any mother. Every line would make her smile, while sending gentle hugs towards her child, while nudging the wind to whisper, “I know, love, until ‘we meet again'”.
This is lovely.
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Thank you so much Magaly.
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This is incredibly moving, Linda!
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Thank you Sanaa.
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Very tender Linda, a beautiful poem. I am sure she is looking back at you, admiring your flowers… 🙂
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Thank you Rob. I like to think so.
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I Can See Her Smiling…
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Thank you!
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Heart-wrenching but so very beautiful.
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Thank you.
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Beautuful tribute. I know she is smiling at you. ❤
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Thank you Toni.
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there is a sacredness in the knowing of reunion –lovely Happy Mother’s Day…bkm
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Thank you. Yes, there is. Happy Mother’s day.
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I go on the other side, until we meet again… there is so much longing for the mother. The tribute paid to mother is heartwarming.
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Thank you kindly.
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I like the light imagery of the “golden sun” and “gleaming falling stars”.
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Thank you.
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I love the little detail when you used the phrase “our roses”. It spoke of sunny afternoons spent together, laughing and digging in the dirt. And most importantly enjoying doing something with a loved one.
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Thank you so much for that insightful comment.
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A moving tribute to motherhood. 🙂
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Thank you.
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🙂
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Perfect for this month we celebrate mothers… lovely.
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Thank you.
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