Graham's Mother

Graham's Mother

A Poem by Pratik
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A mother's greatest sin

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“I'm not mad. I'm just...well, differently moraled, that's all.”  - Jasper Fforde (The Eyre Affair)



But that’s dainty!

Neat and square-

Perfect for my little Graham.

Snuggle up, sonny!

 

Mud pulps

And

Shoveled vines of periwinkle,

All tawny and soaked

In nocturnal drizzles.

Must I say!

They found it easy to dig!

 

A cortege

Of umbrellas

And

Charcoal blazers.

Silken scarves,

Nods- brusque and terse

Tom-tom in

The Nordic winds.

 

You hug me too tight, Irma!

(Big, fat bubblegum tears)

Pity!


Look darling!

What I brought you!

Lucas Jr. - the Golliwog

Sorry, his nose fell off

But he had a fight

With Nyra -

Martha’s Tinkerbelle fairy

Here - the Mandrake comics

All thirty-three of them!

And yes!

These gladioli-

Aunt Yvonne sent them.

 

“The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want”

 

Tut! Tut!

Father Prescott is too loud!

 

Cassandra!

Pull down that birdcage veil!

No peek-a-boo!

These opera gloves- A complete giveaway!

Translucent satin strands

Playing spoil-sport

Betray

The amethyst stains

Of the Belladonna potion

That you spiked

 In his cranberry juice.

Wriggle your fingers!

Cover up!

 

(Last kisses and goodbye)

 

It’s all right honey!

The cherubs

On the headstone

Will sing you lullabies.

And I’ll send Martha along.

Promise!

(Cross-my-heart)

 

So long sweetheart!

 

So long!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

© 2012 Pratik


Author's Note

Pratik
This is a dark, evil write I came up with. ( I honestly don't know what made me write this. I'm a fairly happy person). It's about a mother who suffers from Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID) or Split personality (though I am not sure about the categorization). She simultaneously goes though different conversations in her head ( the reason I have used different fonts to indicate the different entities she converses to) which eventually reveals the heinous crime she commits being a mother.
Your views will be appreciated :)

I am adding an explanation of certain symbolism, imagery and verses I have used in this poem. ( I didn't originally intend to, but I'm doing so in case you found this difficult to interpret)

"THE LORD IS MY SHEPHERD, I SHALL NOT WANT" : This is a verse from the bible. This means that you are content with what the Lord has given you. This verse is often recited at funerals and cremation.

BELLADONNA POTION: Belladonna is a plant which has both medicinal and poisonous properties. It has purple or amethyst colored flowers. The foliage and the berries of the plant are extremely poisonous and can be used to make deadly poisons.

CHERUBS: They are sort of baby or toddler angels. You often find their engravings on children graves.

GOLLIWOG: ( I'm including this explanation after some feedback from my readers) A golliwog was a black character you would find in children's books by English authors. It was also commercially produced as dolls. It had had run into some racism issues. However I use it in my poem simply as a connotation for a toy. There's nothing more to it.

I have included these explanations for a better understanding of this piece (in case you didn't know what they meant). These are some of the key elements that weave the plot of this piece and finally makes the story evolve. I'm not revealing the plot.. but all I can say is that if this would have been written as a story, it would be a murder-mystery. Hope this helps.. Enjoy the read and please let me know if you liked it.. :)

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It's rather creepy. I feel like I can hear a tinkling chime of a music box playing, if you know what I mean...
I did find this a bit hard to understand, though I got the references that were explained in the Author's Note... it was, I don't know the disjointedness... maybe that is what left me a bit mystified. There was nothing specific that confused me...
But I don't think that'll bother you, as it adds to the creepy quality and I believe that you acomplished what you set out to do.

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Pratik

12 Years Ago

Thank you for the review.... Yes I wanted it to be a bit under the wraps...
I don't believe I'.. read more
Ees

12 Years Ago

Nah, I got it... sort of. I am not very good at explaining where I was confused. This happens to me .. read more



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I'd agree with your own description, dark indeed. I loved the sinister thread weaving through all the utter insanity - it's quite chilling and quite mad.

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Pratik

12 Years Ago

Thank you so much! I am glad you liked it... I have added a few explanations to my author's note.. Y.. read more
Ahh ! ok I get it now! Trust me, if hadn't put that note at the end, I'd have probably thought that you have gone crazy !!
But now I get it.

Ok, so the review then... very, no...no... in fact, HIGHLY ENTERTAINING and ENGROSSING
It would make a great story maybe. I like the change of the fonts and the way it changes its course abruptly. Suits the theme well !!
Great job !!

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Pratik

12 Years Ago

Thank you Shreyas... You are right.. I added that author's note after my sister recommended it when .. read more
Well the poem is well written, but it is hard to imagine a mother committing 'heinous' crimes on her own child, and yes I've heard of infanticide and foeticide and what not, a grown child with fully capable senses. No, it just doesn't suggest to my mind, others may have different views however.

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Pratik

12 Years Ago

Thanks Subham for the review...I know this may be a bit confusing to read.. if you like you can chec.. read more

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Added on October 11, 2012
Last Updated on October 18, 2012
Tags: Graham, mother, murder, mystery, poison, Belladonna, cherubs, tombstone, graveyard, funeral, Split Personality, multiple identities, self-conversations, Dissociative Identity Disorder

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Pratik

Raleigh, NC



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Hello! I am Pratik Mukherjee from Calcutta, India - the city of Mother Teresa and the famous poet Tagore. My pen name is Aaran, a variant of the word 'Aran' and derived from the Aran Islands, a gro.. more..

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