Our Mother cradles us in the bosom of Her wisdom.
When she is happy, She shines on us with Her warmth,
When She is angry, She slaps at our cheeks
With Her bitterness and when She is sad, She cries a river.
Her precious children destroying Her home,
With every cruel deception, She melts.
But our Matriarch will never be beaten,
Her weaknesses are her strengths,
Tsunami…earthquake…avalanche…
Her fury is bubbling as She plans her parental discipline.
Pollutants stripping Her to the core,
Sabotaging Her beauty and faith.
Despite this, our Mother still loves us,
She will be at our funeral.
Author notes
Option 1 (First Picture)
Written May 8th, 2006
A contest entry
- New members contest - May 2006 by AP Greeters.
300 points, ended June 5, 2006, 78 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
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Goodness, this was sobering and well described with the use of good examples.
Her fury is bubbling as She plans her parental discipline.<--- excellent reference there...........full of imagery!
Well done. Thank you for sharing and welcome to the site!
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I love the way you ended this with such a powerful sentence. Mother Nature is being destroyed, but I always believe that she still has plenty of plays up her sleeves. This is very intense, and the imagery is excellent. Good job! Patricia
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This was a pretty intense read to say the least. I have to say, the final line is what got my attention the most. Even after all the destruction, and after we have all gone, she will always be there until the end. Nicely done.
~ John
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I love the imagery of all in this write. gorgeous.. Good luck in the contest, do write more as I see u have a great inspiring muse within
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This poem was really nice to read. You used some great images and the idea that nature is a parent discipling us is a very unique and interesting idea.
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I like how you've expressed your interpretation of the picture here - personalizing nature down to the core.
Thanks for entering, and welcome to the site.
Best wishes in the contest,
Stacy
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Wow,she'll be at our funerals-never thought of it that way before, lol. But you are right, she will live to pee on our graves for sure. Nice job on this entry!!~vj
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I really like how you wrote this poem, showing that mother nature actually uses here weak places to prevent us for doing more harm it's the kind of message that I like - in the end she will win from us
thank you for taking the time to enter this contest, I wish you the best of luck! -
This is a creative and well written piece. An excellent comparison. Thank you for entering the contest and following the rules. Best of luck to you and welcome to AP
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Very impressive. It is simply stated, but still very picturesque. I think you did a wonderful job capturing the essence of your inspiration.
Best of luck in the contest and welcome to AllPoetry
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Very well written!!!!!
I love the comparison of Mother Nature to our own Mother's. You really painted a lovely picture here and I got some very vivid imagery through your words. I also love how you used caps when speaking of Mother Nature/Mother it accentuated the piece quite well. I see that Dawn mentioned you should use the first picture for your choice in option 1. This is the one that I would have chosen for it as well. I'm very impressed with this entry and wish you the best in the contest, thank you for participating. Welcome to All Poetry and enjoy your time spent on the site.
Joyce
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I like this! But I think that this would work better with picture number 1. You paint a brilliant picture of our world and of mother nature. Like our own mothers, she can get angry too. Well done on this write and good luck in the contest
welcome to the AP site
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