Candlewitch

Mar 04, 2010 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Birth Mother

"Birth Mother"

Deep in the Earth's fertile womb

Pyrogenous zones ignited

In passionate creativity

Volcanic entity forming

Churning roiling burning

This very first life

Massive scalding magma

Issuing from its mother's body

Erupts the molten fury of birth

This lava, liquid incandescent rock!

— Candlewitch, Mar 04, 2010

About This Poem

About the Author

Region, Country: Northwestern Wisconsin USA, USA

Favorite Poets: Edgar Allan Poe, William Blake, Bob Dylan, Tom Petty, Carlos Castaneda, Jim Morrison, the whole of Neopoet and many more., Candlewitch

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Critiques

judyanne

16 years 3 months ago

beautiful use of words

beautiful use of words Cat. I can feel the heat and see and hear the violence. I love the title. lol Judy

Candlewitch

16 years 3 months ago

Dear Judy

I'm so glad all that I tried to reveal came through for your reading enjoyment. Thank you very much gentle reader. Love, Cat

poewriter58

16 years 3 months ago

Cat

As Judyann has already stated. The use of words in this poem is such that not only can you feel the strength , but hear the violence. Excellent writing. I have only one complaint here and that is you ended it way to soon Chrys

Candlewitch

16 years 3 months ago

Hey Chrys

It is an honor and a pleasure to have you grace my page. I will not forget the one who taught me much with "the five senses does not a nickel make". Love ya, Cat

magics02

16 years 3 months ago

Very descriptive write here Cat

Well indeed well indeed, really a powerful one of Birth Mother you have here Cat. Great job lovemagics02 Learn to live, learn to forgive. Life is too short.

Candlewitch

16 years 3 months ago

Hello Mona

Thank you for reading and your lovely comment. I will try to get over to read some of your poetry today. Always, Cat

Candlewitch

16 years 3 months ago

Dear Troy

LOL! Thanks for reading and the comical reaction. Glad to have you here on my page. Always, Cat

ziggy

16 years 3 months ago

hello cat

" pyrogenous zones ignited in passionate creativity" great cat well put together another good write ,,,,zigs

Candlewitch

16 years 3 months ago

Dear Ziggy

I am so glad to see you. Thanks for the read and comment. Has Spring come to Ireland yet? Always, Cat

ziggy

16 years 3 months ago

hi

hi cat our weather mmmm its still frosty in the mornings but but the day is slowly getting warmer hope all is ok there with your weather and all your own caper ,,,,,ziggy

Candlewitch

16 years 3 months ago

Hi Ziggy

The weather here is warm and the days are sunny. Most of the snow has melted and what is left should be gone by Monday. I am hoping that this is really spring and we won't get a March blizzard which we are famous for. We got a lot of snow this winter, even for the mid west. Always, Cat

Kailashana

16 years 3 months ago

The fire within parallels

The fire within parallels the fire without. Eruptions happen. ;-) I can't even say this is a cool poem. ~A "If parents really would love their children there would no longer be any war." J. Krishnamurti

Candlewitch

16 years 3 months ago

Dear Anna

eruptions certainly do happen! LOL! Always, Cat

Lonnie

16 years 3 months ago

It may not be cool, but it sure as hell is great Poetry!

Cat, you never cease to amaze me with the power of your work! This little gem is no exception! I bow once again to your obvious talent!

Candlewitch

16 years 3 months ago

Dear Lonnie

You are a charmer and a flatterer, and I appreciate every bit of it ;) Always, Cat

xena465

16 years 3 months ago

As much as a volcano

As much as a volcano erupting being a disastrous event, I once saw a beautiful painting of an eruption, and it was beautiful in colour and detail. Brilliant. Rosina xena465

Candlewitch

16 years 3 months ago

Dear Rosina

I would have loved to see that painting. Paintings have often been the stimulus for great poetry. Always, Cat

Kailashana

16 years 3 months ago

I think one of the most

I think one of the most touching things I have ever seen is two bodies forever immortalized--caught in the act of an embrace--unearthed in Vesuvius. To be seen and remembered thousands of years later by a young girl. ~A "If parents really would love their children there would no longer be any war." J. Krishnamurti

Candlewitch

16 years 3 months ago

Dearest Anna

That would definitely be a wondrous and stirring sight to see. Thank you for sharing with me. Always, Cat

Ink Dragon

16 years 3 months ago

Dear Cat,

a very powerful poem, and a tad intimidating to imagine all these bowel movements (or birth pains) of our Mother Earth. This line stood out for me: Churning roiling burning as a very well crafted example for the use of onomatopoeia. Awesome. Yours, ~Nina

Candlewitch

16 years 3 months ago

Dear Nina

I'm glad you liked this poem ;) thank you for the lovely compliment. Always, Cat

Venus x

16 years 3 months ago

Hi Cat

Beautiful use of words Cat, it paint a stunning picture of Mother Earth. Thank you so much for sharing this. Hugs, Venus xxx

Candlewitch

16 years 3 months ago

Dear Venus x

Thank you for stopping by my page and reading my poem. You are always welcome here. Always, Cat

Seren

16 years 3 months ago

Dear Cat

Bravo I am sorry to be late to the party somehow missed this one but thanks to tracker I saw it ... brilliant write no one writes like you darlin ... I am drawn into your writes everytime love and hugs Jayne-Chloe

Candlewitch

16 years 3 months ago

Hi Sweetie

I hope you are back home from the hospital now and feeling better. Thanks for your appreciated support. Love, Cat