A Mother's Passing

Simple words on the passing and mourning process of a mother. 4th anniversary, on 9th April, of mum toodling off to get some well deserved pain free peace.

Wash every face with mournful tears
let solemn silence fill all ears,
have time stand still to mark the day
a mother died, passed away.

Draw a veil across the sun
inform the birds no song be sung,
bow down all heads in silent prayer
for she is gone, no longer there.

Let choirs of angels sing their love
and carry high her soul above,
then cherubs tend and for her care
until the time to join her there.

Dry every face of mournful tears
may celebration fill all ears,
remove the world from mute and pause
each broken heart beat out applause.

Unveil the sun tell all birds sing
rejoice in what all mothers bring,
a love unbounded, true and deep
eternally in each heart to keep.

Author's Note

This was read at my own mother's funeral

Reviews

[ANTO]

"let solemn silence fill all ears, .." - class image here - absolute nothingness filling the voids - very apt for this write.

i like the way the whole write swings around this fulcrum
"Let choirs of angels sing their love,
and carry high her soul above,
then cherubs tend and for her care,
until the time to join her there. " - as a fulcrum its quite stunning and clever word arranging too.

The fourth stanza reminded me of the New Orleans style funerals with the jazz bands accompanying - a fine celebratory verse - of a life well lived.
The end stanza brings us back to serene poignancy and allows the reader to carry on but with a new memory in our hearts forever.
Its a very well penned memorial Gee. Really... sound as...
:))

[Gee]

Thanks Anto,nice to get your seal of approval,B...............

[Mariwel Lao]

This is just beautiful! I remember my mom who passed away years ago. A touching and heartbreaking poem.

[Gee]

Thank you..

[Taz]

I love the passion and strength in this piece. It was amazingly portraying the visualuzation of what happenes when a true mother passes on. I also really loved the flow of it, It added to the intensidy and mood. Well done.

[Gee]

Thank you Taz

[Taz]

You're welcome.

[Ken Simm.]

There are something that you can only say this is lovely and leave it at that.

[Gee]

Cheers Ken. Written in a rare sensible moment

[jayanth]

As i kept reading , i started imagining the visuals musically, how touching this is , how deep is the love and affection. Thank you once again , showering us with words that makes us fall in love with your writings. cheers.

[Gee]

Thank you Jayanth

[_mal]

This is truely beautiful. 'unveil the sun' is a really cool sound and image.

It always got to me though how when a loved one dies everything somehow just carries on as usual in the world

[Gee]

Thank you. Actually written when my old mum was seriously ill and on the brink of popping her doddery old clogs. Luckily she pulled through. Probably my own favourite piece posted

[Hope]

Deep and touching poem.......
I can't imagine my life without my mum.......
Wonderful work Gee:)

[Gee]

Cheers, this was written when my mum was seriously ill and I was preparing for her passing. Luckily she pulled through and is now into her 80th year and hanging in there

[Hope]

Glad to hear that.....:)

[Skib]

I loved this, albeit encountering a few misplaced words, I was still able to understand and absorb the meaning behind this very raw and potent piece of poetry. Thank you for this write and I'm so deeply and sincerely sorry for your loss. Great piece of poetry here

[Gee]

Cheers Skin, any help to rectify gladly accepted. This was written when my mum was close to popping her clogs but rallied and is now , still, hanging on in there.

[Gee]

Skib......predictive bollox

[Lorry]

Beautifully captured Gee. The silence that grows in such circumstance is probably one that the very same mother would say to stop making such a fuss over, yet it is the silence that is the most memorable thought of all the funerals I have been to along the years. I find myself confused by them at times, thinking to myself that this is not what they would have wanted and to speak of their life and times, instead of the muted feeling that invades us all at such times.
Yet we find ourselves strangely muted by the reality of what has been lost. Perhaps it is that we don't trust ourselves at these times for words to make much sense, so we lose ourselves in silent thought instead.
Probably one of your most outstanding pieces I have read. Wonderful write.

[Gee]

Thanks Nemo. Being a gas bag I'm not to bad on these occasions. I simply try to bring a bit of normality to what is in reality an ever more frequent happening as we age. My own mum is still alive and kicking and has no idea I try my hand at this poetry lark. I would like to think this would be a fitting eulogy when she finally decided to leave us. ( This was written at a time when we all thought she was gonna pop her clogs, luckily being a tough old bird she pulled through)

[Lorry]

Mothers are, aren't they. Although, they don't make 'em like they used to. They are truly the Duracell generation, going on and on and....
I showed my Mum some of my writing recently, after years of moaning, I mean requesting to. Big mistake. She just said "I thought it would be funny", then sauntered off to look at her plants :)

[Gee]

Lol, that's mum's for you. Perhaps one day I'll show her some, will have to be a little selective though. Have a good Easter, not to much chocolate !!

[Lorry]

Yes, be very selective. :)
You too. :)

[Papaya]

This is a beautiful poem Gee. o

[Gee]

Thank you Ana, a little effort went into this one

[Papaya]

It shows. And more than a little love.

[Gee]

One of seven raised by a single parent you get to see the sacrifices mother's make for their kids, many times ending with her needing respite care and us shipped off to kids homes and foster homes.

[redzone]

I lost my mom back in Dec 2016, so I felt your poem very deeply Gee.. it is a fitting and loving poem...

redzone

[Gee]

I'm sorry for your loss. Thank you kindly for commenting