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my mother believes in jesus

not like an archaeologist
or anthropologist
or historian 

nor even a biblical scholar
or theologian

she ignores evidence

lets waste
"god given" reason

because it is not religion

or knowledge

she seeks
 
but an entire other life
full of magic
and imagined wonder

a place where someone will listen
when she speaks

where she is loved
and forgiven

and i'm glad
my mother has found it
although she is lost to me now

her eyes offer

only the pity
allotted to the dammed

some day
she may perform
her first miracle

believing herself in heaven
while each of her children burn

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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  • Suzanne Dia gold member
    September 14

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    My brother and I used to be very close.. he was really my only sibling who understood me; then he found god..

    and instead of understanding me
    he tried to teach me morals
    'if you gave away the milk, he'll never buy the cow'

    he really said that to me..

    so, i can understand
    feeling happy
    and kind of grieving at the same time.

    I probably left another lame comment down there somewhere, but this one gets to me.


  • Swan song gold member
    January 12

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    Now i can relate to this. My grandmother was the very same way. This is excellent and true well done!!!!


  • Myjoy gold member
    November 26, 2007

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    Oh deep

    I to have walked a line of believe and none believe. There is a war in the minds of what is and what should be. Every religion is based on faith. Life now days makes it not easy to believe for everything has a answer for, it is not a work of God it is science and theory. Yet the simple things in life point to a higher power, my daughter asks me, "Where did my angels wings go mommy? for I want to fly again with Grandma in the clouds." She is 4 this January, my mother died 10 years ago in May. I do not know it is still a battle within my self as well. My own family makes me feel this way on my own road to knowledge. Wonderful read, I relate as so many I am sure will. Well done.


  • Balldinger silver member
    October 16, 2007

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    believe it...or not...

    nice piece of work AJ. I can smell the singeing hairs of belief wars from here. Jesus is just all right, oh yeah... he made the call, it's up to us to answer the line or not. your phrasing is precise and the content, oh, so familiar...smear it in chocolate and it might just become decadent... ~ Ed


  • Purple Pen
    August 22, 2007

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    BLESS YOU

    This caused flash-backs for me, ramped up the old PTSD.

    It is very descriptive and well-thought out. Quite thought-provoking for this reader. They don't call them "mothers" for nuthin!

    I used to pray when I was around my mother, "Please, God, don't ever let me do this crap to my child!" That's how I know there is a God; it worked! Regards, PP


  • jantastic gold member
    August 4, 2007
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    some day


  • EstherG
    July 22, 2007

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    Beautifully done - matter of fact and understated. You've completely captured the unfortunate aspects of religion in this - the blinkering effect it can have on those who have faith for faith's sake. The contrast between the woman who believes wholly and her son who maybe doesn't disbelieve but doesn't have that burning faith possessed by his mother was really well-crafted...it's what made the poem poignant, I think.

  • Exo
    July 17, 2007
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    Brutal and honest. Great work.

  • marrow
    July 16, 2007
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    your best ever. love it.
    justin

  • mantis180
    July 15, 2007
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    I want to give you a hug.


  • ariosto gold member
    July 15, 2007

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    Yeah
    Religion ain't it great?

    I suppose it is for those who really get into it, since it allows the believers carte blanche to open a Pandora's Box of horrors and cruelties that range from cosmic to intimate.

    I saw my eldest daughter willingly consign all us related unbelievers to hell...she did, thank god moderate such views later on.

    And look at the way the 'good christians' have lined up behind the Cheneybush war like sheep with a bloodlust.

    Sorry Al
    feeling a bit political this AM

    strong poem


  • Whoochi gold member
    July 14, 2007

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    Picking my jaw up off the floor...I put NOTHING before my children..yes, MY god is a daily part of my life...This is exactly what comes out of organized religious beliefs. I was a catholic for many years until my eyes were open wide to some hypocracy...oh well, not the forum for this..am sorry that you have had to endure such pain...well done poem...again, amazed at you!


  • Grunts Girl
    July 13, 2007

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    The emotion I am left sitting with is sadness
    I have many reasons and will spare you the details
    I found this an interesting write.

  • Yvette Champ
    July 13, 2007

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    Oh,oh ,oh,so sad is the reader that mother is lost to son,her faith is what sustained her through more,more than you will ever imagine,whilst the reader understands implicitly the duplicity of catholocism,faith is what sustained this soul,forgive her for her beliefs and hold her as treasure to the chest,else you will be bereft of the only true love that exists,'tis not lust,nor validation of trophy's but mother love that is the purest love of all.The faith which gave her a foundation also tested her beyond endurance,the reader apologizes for emotive comments but this lady is a lady laid low only by the beliefs that have enabled her to walk through life,please blame catholicism if you so wish but not your dear mom bound by it's catchecism. I hope that she finds a place "where someone listens when she talks"


  • April Renee
    July 13, 2007
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    ouch. that stung a bit. wow. pretty much left me speechless.

    blu


  • ArtFullyMe gold member
    July 13, 2007

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    I'm lucky... so very lucky..
    My mother was once a nun ( yes ..lol really ) in the Catholic church.. had she stayed there, odds are I wouldn't be here... as I said, I am lucky..

    There's more I could say on that, but won't, as for the write it captures that strange place of conviction that I lack.. I'm an atheist/agnostic, still there are times when I wish .. I could exist with that belief .. that perfectly created - unconditional love - absolution of responsibility.. and all the other things that come from it, but then I wake up and remember - life doesn't work like that - for me.

    wonderful ...


    • Cat gold member
      July 13, 2007

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      liza-

      my mother entered a convent too- she remained less than a year i believe- she said she didn't believe god wanted her to remain silent for the rest of her life-

      i am lucky too.


      M

      Al,

      you have a gift-

      m

      • ArtFullyMe gold member
        July 13, 2007
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        We both are... and what an interesting thing to have in common..

        You're so very right, Al does..

  • K-Dense
    July 13, 2007
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    Yowch.

    -C

  • rebeka
    July 13, 2007

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    aptly titled, faith is such a supernatural and logic-less entity...
    i never speak to my adult sons about religion, unless they bring it up first, (they do not). i gave them books about various religions when they were young, since my own beliefs were eclectic, i thought it unfair to impose onto their blank pages my own images of god or buddah or allah or the great pumpkin in the sky, it is for each of us to decide for ourselves if we have a soul, and if we want to give that soul to another.

    well now, rebeka, that is fine to express your B.S. about your own faith, but what did you think about Al's poetry?


    hehehehe....


    i loved this write Al, i wish i had wrote it.


  • Cat gold member
    July 13, 2007
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    each word perfectly placed and timed- first there is childhood- then there's recovery...

    very, very good write al.

    m


  • Nicolette gold member
    July 13, 2007

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    Speechless...somehow I don't know what to say about this poem, Al...it is bittersweet...and terribly sad, yet extremely poweful. This is so beautiful..

    ~ Nicolette

  • Arzab
    July 12, 2007

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    Powerful write. This write made me think of my mom. She grew up in a Catholic faith. I think she has some sort of a faith in God or a God while I have a more scientific viewpoint of life of the universe and star creation. I really liked this poem. It's my favorite of your poems so far. Keep up the great work.

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