ROAR

Oh, Mother hear my roar, a roar of thunder

to stop the rain’s devour

my flood of tears deprive color

bouquets fade like the cinders of a fire

blossoms I grew with my own hands care

hands that left my beauty so dear

beauty she resides with the smallest of Stars

a sliver of diamond shining in the dark

under a moon of riots and war

Oh, Mother hear my roar, a roar of thunder

Terry D'Arcy-Ryan

Author's Note

This Poem was written for my Mother. Memory's of my Mother take me back to a time when women were not thought of as equal to Men. A time when abuse of any kind remained secret and women silent. My Mother would ask for my silence in glances and actual words if angry enough. She wasn't ready for me I was born to Roar. The Love that flows through a generation of Women is woven here in my words for my daughter Natalie, mother Marilee, grandmother Gladys and my special great grand ma Cassy. Death has not changed my heart, you are still are blood of my blood, "Oh Mother, hear me Roar". If you are still reading thank you and God Bless

Reviews

[Saoirse K.]

really don't have a review
so much as to say that this hits home
the imagery like scattered memories
little beacons lit along life's paths
marking where we've been
the roar reprised
a reaffirmation of choice and style
of love in one's own way

[TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerror]

Saoirse, it is a wonderful review. A reflection on the bond between women our strength's and not our unheard cries. This poem came about at Mother's Day and it does reflect a long life's path and my choice to be heard. Thank you for the Review

Sheer Terror

[Davidgeo]

I'm not sure what to think of this. In my mind I have conflicting interpretations.


It's well written though, very well written I think.

[TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerror]

I am glad that you enjoyed reading this. Roar, is about never being silent to abuse. The other verses cover the sorrow and pain of a mother. The silent sadness of mourning a mother and a child. This poem is so special to me, I wish for it to be read with a unique image for everyone. Thank you for reading my poem and leaving a review.

SheerTerror

[Davidgeo]

I have to say I love it so much more now. Thanks for taking the time to explain it further to me, I appreciate that.

[TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerror]

you are welcome

[GwenLark]

I already want to read more of your work.
Well done.
Keep going... Please!

[GoldenNotes]

this is absolutely wonderful keep up the great work

[Harley Quinn]

This is beautifully written. Great words. Great work. :)

[TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerror]

Snow Angel, this Poem is my favorite this one means so much to me. Thank you for taking the time to read and leave a beautiful review

Sheer Terror

[fadingtale]

Thank you for submitting for all about love contest!

[Ty]

"Under a moon of riots and war", extremely vivid. The piece as a whole, bold. Loved it.

[TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerror]

Ty, this Poem is very dear to me I put my heart in these words thank you for such a strong reviewread moreTy, this Poem is very dear to me I put my heart in these words thank you for such a strong review

Sheer Terror

[fadingtale]

Beautifully written! Love the flow and rhythm of the poem! Thank you for entering the inspiration contest!

[TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerror]

Thank you so much for your kind words

[Ellie Qtz]

I heard that roar.



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[TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerror]

Ellie Qtz, it was an extraordinary roar thank you

[Carol Cashes]

Tears of frustration resulting in her roar going unheard or not allowed to be unleased? The tears then killing the flowers she herself grew? I understand squashing a primal howl at the unfairness of it all...am I close? Remember I'm still at neophyte status in reading poetry and this is really deep. And the words flow...not disjointed, they all connect properly for a smooth read.

[TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerror]

Carol, that is a great analysis life is funny we are
given children so unlike ourselves. My mother was always with the keep that to yourself. But I would see her smile with pride when I would Roar and stand up for myself. My Roar is tribute.
" to stop the rains devour "
breaking the cycle of 4 generations of women
" my flood of tears deprive color "
I cry for them and their suffering I miss my Mother, my grandma and great grandma
" Bouquets fade like the cinders of a fire "
the front row seat to watching the joy and beauty taken in abuse
'" Blossoms I grew with my own hands care "
this is my oldest daughter I still mourn the loss
" hands that left my beauty so dear "
I am a grandmother now and age is changing me
my beauty is escaping
" beauty she resides with the smallest of stars "
when we think about our lost love ones we always look up look into the sky this smallest star
contains my lost love ones and the past beauty
" A sliver of diamond shining in the dark "
what I do see in the mirror is not me I remember my past and my granddaughter will walk in and she contains the resemblance of
four generations She is what I have of my daughter, mother grandma and my great
" under a moon of riots and war "
the fight never ends to keep the independence and I live so all my girls will not let a man ever overpower or abuse them I try to exhibit a strength a behavior of always having a deep respect for yourself.
so all that in these 12 lines a mothers day tribute to four generations of women. Thank you carol and god bless

[Carol Cashes]

Okay...wow. Just...wow. I'll have to digest this "lesson" a bit, but your first words encouraged me. Thank you for that.