top of page
Search

On this Mother’s Day, the Quintessence of Mothering…


A poem written in 2015

Let Words Fall


let words fall like petals soft and fragrant

let the young ones receive

the benediction of this perfumed breeze

wrapped in mercy and steeped in love


spare the rod, spoil the child

what nonsense is that?

what utter stupidity is that?!


the rod bruises and inflicts a memory of fear

an animal-like sense of cowering and unworthiness

that creates distance

loneliness

deep sorrow


but the smile bestowed

gentle words

just a sentence or two

all that is needed

to feel the resurrection of love begin

a liquid sense of hope and relaxation entering


but most importantly

that question

that burning question

has finally been answered


yes

yes

yes, you are loved


Annie Kiyonaga


2015

38 views0 comments

Recent Posts

See All

Kommentare


Post: Blog2_Post
bottom of page