unsung lullaby
I missed her while still alive
I missed her while dead in absence
In that missing I feel her presence
Being dead and being alive
That taught me how to miss dear
Who are still alive and near
Destiny had her course for me
A lesson for a life in store for me
A lullaby which has lost its rhyme
A rocking cradle which has ceased its rhythm
A tear-stained face becomes painfully clear
That makes my eyes fill and flow, dear
Her unshed tears fill my eyes
Her unsung lullaby down me weighs
A mother’s mind is still deep water
Make me aware –when I am a mother
A cold breeze from her grave
Caresses us to work with ease
Fondles us to sleep in peace
Carries the sobbing of a belated love
A hand stretching from her grave
Makes us understand her love
Tries to fill us with affection
Prays to God for our protection
Have we wronged you, mother?
With all the unrequited love
You being a distant reality
What can we do now, when you are gone........
Author notes
Written September 4th, 2006
option 5
A contest entry
- Sing me a lullaby of forbidden Fairytales. by Rose Darkest Night.
400 points, ended September 13, 2006, 7 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - mothers day poems by x Bright Eyes x.
525 points, ended March 15, 2007, 27 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - LAST DAY ONLY - PREWRITES ALLOWED - REMEMBER ONE WINNER ONLY PER CATEGORY by G00dy2Shoes.
450 points, ended August 1, 2007, 28 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Mothers Day by Gods Lil Warrior.
450 points, ended May 11, 2008, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Poetry, Poetry and PreWrites! by Lost Vampyre Angel.
1200 points, ended September 13, 2008, 340 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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I really enjoyed reading this piece, it really showed the emotions and the feelings.
A hand stretching from her grave
Makes us understand her love
Tries to fill us with affection
Prays to God for our protection
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hi i thought this was really good and i enjoyed reading it the flow was good and everything good luck and thanks for entering
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I hear the sorrow
A drum ebats to this poem..a sad and sorrowful beat...the beat of a heart that stops after four resounding strikes of drum to sinew...but echoes through the forest of forever.....
Beatuiful, clear, and leaves me lonely!
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thank you very much for those kind words
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Wonderfully descriptive lullaby. So sad... but beautiful. I'd love to hear the tune you have in mind. The alternating pattern of your writing style should lend itself nicely to a slow lyrical melody. Very Nice!
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i'm sorry you never followed the rules so i can not place you in a rank or honorable mention in my contest. It's a shame because i really enjoyed your piece.
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nice
This is indeed sad, and I liked it, but please look back the rules and fill out what you are supposed to. Thank you, and good luck.
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