Motherhood Poems
The 7 Day Rat Race
by Sarah A
Racing towards the weekend, Mom is full of joy.
A hard week’s worth of work, all worth it and so
she can see her little boy.
Once Saturday morn hits,
they play outside all day in the sun.
The boy laughs and wonders,
Why can’t every day be this fun?
They go and get ice cream
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I Can Take You Out!
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
Listen to me, young man...
I AM YOUR LOVING MOTHER!
I brought you into this world...
And I can take you out like no other!
Look at me, boy...
When I’m talking to you!
If you don’t do as I say...
I slap your head with my shoe!
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Beryl Eugenie Bell
by Sharon Morgan
(In memory of my mother 1931 - 1980)
Born in 1931,
before the second world war had begun
A beautiful, brown-eyed baby girl
The sweetest, Beryl Eugenie Bell
One of ten, her father’s favorite
In knowledge and beauty, she would excel
To him, no other child was greater than
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Melody
by Lily Isong
Melody
I think of you my child
I love you deep, deeper and deepest
You're in heaven that I'm sure
You look over my head each day
I want to have you like I need to breathe
You'll be my reward
I can never trade the joy
You'll be the melody
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Always a Mother
by Baramundi Roy
Cutting the umbilical cord was so fearful
and letting them go so difficult and tearful.
Confusion and doubt came flooding into my soul
my future uncertain now that I’ve lost my role.
My nest was empty now that my fledglings had flown
for they had gone their own way and left me alone.
But my undying love and care will never end
because I will always be their mother and friend.
My Pride Resides in Her Smile
by Brady Stewart
Momma, I know you've beaten down my mind,
But oh, the ways I remember
How you've been whipped by God.
I recall your force-fed tears,
The illness of loneliness.
I want to cry,
Recalling bedtime
Knowing we heard your cries,
Yet you couldn't stop.
I don't understand why I was traumatized,
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Always a Mother
by Baramundi Roy
Cutting the umbilical cord was so fearful
and letting them go so difficult and tearful.
Confusion and doubt came flooding into my soul
my future uncertain now that I’ve lost my role.
My nest was empty now that my fledglings had flown
for they had gone their own way and left me alone.
But my undying love and care will never end
because I will always be their mother and friend.
Beryl Eugenie Bell
by Sharon Morgan
(In memory of my mother 1931 - 1980)
Born in 1931,
before the second world war had begun
A beautiful, brown-eyed baby girl
The sweetest, Beryl Eugenie Bell
One of ten, her father’s favorite
In knowledge and beauty, she would excel
To him, no other child was greater than
......
Mother
by Ashley Williams
There once was a woman tamed with internal toil
Guarded and gutted, lost and forgotten
Her heart brimmed with passion for the broods she bore
Yet the stagnant air wept at the musty wooden door
No longer rising by the sun’s sail
Her heavy limbs silently seeped toward the floor
Too weary to feel too numb to mourn
The degree of fear she’s felt within was no flaw
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Narciso
by Lia P
I smelled a perfume
and it smelled like her
Mami
and no she is not gone but the version of me that loved her when she wore the perfume is
