Hi, everyone!!! Since it's Mother's Day I wanted to find a poem about mothers and post it here. This one is by Nicholas Gordon, an English professor who has a very interesting web page with a LOT of his poems on it, and will even custom write a poem for you if you cannot find one of his that you like:
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It is really beautiful here and I am already late getting out the door to go enjoy the morning. But while I was searching for an appropriate poem to post, my family was waiting for me, killing time, reading a very trashy t-shirt catalogue. They found one that said "If it's got tits or tires, you've got problems!" Everyone burst out laughing!!!
Happy Mother's Day, all you mothers out there, including of course Heather's TWO mommies!!!!!!
A Mother Casts Her Dreams into the Sea
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A mother casts her dreams into the sea;
We, the words sent bobbing towards the sun,
The eggs of stone, the shards of prophesy.
Because she must conclude her melody
And fall back to the sweet dark hush of One,
A mother casts her dreams into the sea,
Hoping to cross that wild infinity
And on some infant shore again to run,
The eggs of stone, the shards of prophesy
Outside the fiery circle of memory,
The howling surf, the incessant years undone .
A mother casts her dreams into the sea
And then dissolves into a tapestry,
Her rolling, helpless drift again begun,
The eggs of stone, the shards of prophesy
Afloat once more upon eternity,
Once more the alien fury, never done .
Again, again, her dreams into the sea,
The eggs of stone, the shards of prophesy!
Nicholas Gordon
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