Monday, July 22, 2013

days

Mothers are strong people. Most of them are. My mother never failed to smile when we, her children, visited her. Despite the stroke that fell her. She didn't walk again, she had passed on, many years ago, but she never gave up.





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days



the doctors say
visit more often
not many days.

my mother
asleep
holding a half-eaten biscuit.
the day is dying
and so is she.



20/07/2013
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“Perhaps it takes courage to raise children..”

John Steinbeck, East of Eden



Shared on Poetry Pantry #159 at Poets United.





© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2013

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11 Comments:

Blogger Mary said...

Oh, this is so very poignant. The doctor knew......and so, probably, did your mother. I can picture the scene, the half eaten biscuit, and the day coming to an end as was the life.

22 July, 2013 00:55  
Blogger Brian Miller said...

evocative man...its so hard at the end of days...when a parent in particular is passing....hard to watch...i did with my mother in law...one of the hardest times in my life...

22 July, 2013 01:00  
Blogger Nataša Dolenc said...

such sadness.. and a reminder, days are numbered... I like the part with the biscuit, sometimes people leave in the middle of things.

22 July, 2013 01:56  
Blogger Sherry Blue Sky said...

Poignant, sad and loving. That half-eaten biscuit........hits the heart. You sound like a devoted child, all any mother could ask for!

22 July, 2013 02:31  
OpenID mindlovemisery said...

Oh wow powerful and heart-wrenching

22 July, 2013 02:37  
Blogger Lisa A. Williams said...

Beautiful and very moving piece, so much said in those few words.

22 July, 2013 04:06  
Blogger TALON said...

Having not long ago losing my own mother, this made my heart ache.

22 July, 2013 11:32  
Anonymous Ravenblack said...

That's tough. (And you used such a simple image.) Knowing it's inevitable doesn't really make one used to the idea of the its eventuality.

22 July, 2013 15:40  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

Mary,

thank you. i did use these metaphors to suggest the inevitable.


Brian,

yes, it was very difficult to watch. the feeling of helplessness overwhelms.
thanks for the comment, man. :)


Natasa,

thanks. i think the biscuit is a strong image in this poem. on one of my visits, when i saw her asleep with that biscuit, it really broke my heart.


Sherry,

yes, that half-eaten biscuit really hits the heart. :(


mindlovemisery,

thank you. :)


Lisa,

thanks! actually i like to write shorter verses. :)


TALON,

so sad to hear about your loss. Yes, the pain can be very unbearable.
thanks for dropping by!


Liz,

no, it don't. when it really hits, there's a feeling of disbelief. questions are asked :"why so soon?","what happened?".
she passed on many years ago, i didn't know why i was thinking about my mother that day. the poem just wrote itself. :)

22 July, 2013 22:45  
Blogger hyperCRYPTICal said...

So poignant and so beautiful. It made me quite emotional.
Anna

25 July, 2013 02:00  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

thank you, Anna! :)

26 July, 2013 09:06  

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