it's september again

it's been four years since my mom passed away....it was in september

photo by heather liebler

courtesy of clementseye on etsy.com

i claim a hefty dollop
of summer’s humidity
reserved for only me
as i open the hatchway to my day
the balmy breeze unclutters
the rubber tree’s mind
while a susurrus of butterfly wings
buttons the still dreamy air
to my tranquilized thoughts
of just such a gentle morning
from another time
embracing your memory
i taste a tear
it’s September again, mommy

i miss you

Author's Note

when the calendar page turns and it's septmeber again, memories come rolling in

Reviews

[Linda alexander]

Beautiful and powerful poem, sorry for your loss, my dad's death anniversary is on October, I am the only sibling among eight alive, we were nine one sister passed away who can not attend the family get together for his death anniversary as I can not travel now and I am sad about, I lost him when I was nineteen

[Lydia Shutter]

sorry for your loss too, linda.....we never forget. thanks for your review. Lydi**

[Linda alexander]

You welcome, take care

[Lyn Anderson]

I know what that is like. Summer is like that for me. It is a weird thing, that my favourite season is filled with my toughest memories. A very effective and emotive write.

[Lydia Shutter]

It's actually July through September for me....and it stinks. Thanks for the review, KL. Lydi**

[emmajoy]

'.. thoughts ~ of just such a gentle morning ~ from another time ~ embracing your memory .. '

Would leave only an 'amen' but.. that would be too little a thank you for sharing such beautiful tears. Your writing always whispers, 'Read between the lines' and i do.. and am moved.

[Lydia Shutter]

Sweet Emma, thank you so much. I am a very emotional being and I know my poetry is often a bit mushy....the fact you tolerate it makes me happy. I appreciate you! Lydi**

[emmajoy]

I truly meant what's typed. Sincere emotions are never mushy. Under certain circumstances, it's
read moreI truly meant what's typed. Sincere emotions are never mushy. Under certain circumstances, it's
excrutiatingly difficult to express what's deeply felt. (You)

[Ladysue]

Lydia, this was truly beautiful.. those memories and the ache of missing them passes through us.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you, Ladysue. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

breathtaking poem of longing, of missing...of being reminded of that special person.

jacob

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you, Jacob. Lydi**

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Made me tear up as I remembered my mother and her toughness and determination as a disabled person to live alone. Lovely write.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you so much, John. Your mom must have been a special lady too. Lydi**

[Rita L. Sev]

Tears, Lydi - so sweet and gentle are your words. Like the memory of a loved one, this poem starts with subtle images and leaves us longing to hold on to the moment... This is really beautiful.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you so much, Rita. I miss her every day. Lydi**

[TL Boehm]

oh my Lydi. I would call this grace - the fact that you are able to remember with such eloquence and beauty in your words.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you, Tammy. That means a lot to me. Lydi**