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Kailashana
Kailashana
Sep 27, 2009 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Mother's Blessing

In the center, flesh
at her heart
red rivers
flow,

moss feet, soft
as wildflower fields
grow

canyons crayoned
stenciled against
mist and twilight

sky eyes, clouds
pass
through mountains
of moonlight,

Mother
bless me tonight.





— Kailashana, Sep 27, 2009

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hugo la rosa

hugo la rosa

16 years 8 months ago

Dear Kailashana:

The stars are for the tender feelings in your heart. It is a nice read, a real dream of softness and compassion. Sincerely, Hugo
L

lyz

16 years 8 months ago

How Beautiful

your visions are. I see through your eyes today.I see the beauty in you. This is so calming and you have been blessed to be the advocate of such a mothers blessing. well done and thank you, Love from Lyz. XX.
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weirdelf-test

16 years 8 months ago

I think I caught a hint

of what Kaligantsaros so insanely ranted about in your first verse. "In the center, flesh at her heart red rivers flow, " When we we dig in and take the blood flows. Today I have thinking about mining. Whatever we mine from our mother, for whatever reason or purpose, that is not freely given, bleeds. Yet such an extraordinary take on such a loving, giving poem is pretty weird. Sorry, I should comment just on your poem, but was a bit shocked, which was undoubtedly the intent. kind regards, Jean, meow, bite, purr, yowl and perfect body language express all
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weirdelf-test

16 years 8 months ago

yow

kind regards, Jean, meow, bite, purr, yowl and perfect body language express all
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 8 months ago

Thank you for reading and

Thank you for reading and your kind words Hugo, Lyz & Meow (I once had a cat I named *Meow* ;-) I guested by my son's this weekend and watched the PBS special on HD flat screen. Such a treat! So many enlightened transcendental visionaries, not the least of whom was John Muir. Ahhhh...the magnificence, the *poetry* evoked by Mother Nature. I had to write about Beauty for a change, there is enough ugliness and stupidity amoung men. Often we dwell too much on that even though we know intrinsically our *connection*: to be refreshed, rejuvenated, invigorated in nature's awesome blessing. (Nature, however, is utter devastation and chaos as well.) Theo, I most appreciate an "opposing" and "equal" view. As evidenced by Nature and her parasitic children, sometimes *coming of age* and being farsighted. Love to All, Anna p.s. How do I always forget to either preview or post comment??????
Seren

Seren

16 years 8 months ago

Dear Anna

Mother bless me tonight ... I nearly cried when I read that ... beautiful in nature and in word you are ... Love and higgest bugs Jayne x x x... P.S.Congrates on spotlight forgot to say got taken away by your poem just beautiful ...
Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

16 years 8 months ago

The red, the red, the red

The red, the red, the red red rose of you my dear sister Anna you say it in such a particuar way, all your own, unique and special to our eyes, we love you for it Anna. Ann
OM

odd molly

16 years 8 months ago

Flowing , dreamlike Do I

Flowing , dreamlike Do I need anything else mother . Beautiful beautiful poetry dear that takes me to the arms of our mother of heaven. You are the most wonderful poet. Thank you for sharing your very special heart. Love. o molly