The Changing Nature Of Mother

A lovely piece that flowed so well, with an extra little piece of sadness in there, and writing through the night, I do hope tha you become settled in your ways we can but hold you from afar as these days come and go, just believe little lady and in your belief will come extra strength, the getting warm is the healing which may awaken you. I will have a word with my friends lol. Have a word he says when a thought will do, we will send more healing just for you, Take care and (Breathe) properly, lol You take care and believe in those things you know but cannot see, Yours Ian.T do breath to shake

Loved the first verse With lightest touch of the mother, drifting in satin a pearl like no other The little twist at the end showed our vunerability as humans in a natural world. Title caught my attention but it was not what the title intimated but sorry no suggestions on that one but I will think on it. Seabhac

I really like the ending verse, as it relates to how small and insignificant we seem to be in light of Mother Nature's power. (and she sure seems to be having a temper tantrum where you are.) It certainly was hard to pick out favorite lines this time, but, here they are: Warping life you bend and break, shivering nights do breath to shake Love, Cat

I can't explain the mixed up feelings about a mother who excells and fulfills the measure of her creation. She dresses in the finery of her sensuous powers, and still tell us the pure history of her concerns towards her children. What a marvelous, symbolic work! Sincerely, Hugo

She don't like it when we break the rules! She spanks us every now and then. But how beautiful she is! She lets us know, when we have screwed up something, but even in her hand of punishment, she gives us the beauty we so crave. Lovely, lovely. ~ Gee

Though your poem Dear Lady Jayne is about volatile Mother Nature (incredible year I understand in Australia, with the worst drought & unparalleled recent dust storm), it easily flowed from Mother Earth to earth mother. Your poem transfixed us in its sense of beauty even as it leads the reader through melancholy & intrepidation. You know you are loved world-wide. Mother Earth and earth mother flow like a river of words through you. ~A

nature abounds when the world is healed, great subject lovely poem Jayne