Mother Dear

Mother Dear

A Poem by Adam Parker
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relationship b/w mother and son

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Mother dear, don't frown.
The sound of my breath as witness
ushers down, into your path
the one renowned.
I act as amnesiac often
blood springs to veins with the
thoughts and pains of time forgotten
mangled fruits gone rotten and my sunken speech exclaims
"stop them.... stop them" 
please.
We cemented ourselves in charity shops,
holes in jeans mended with patches 
of sewed seams and whiplashes,
of nomads wandering the plains to be
know, to be king:
the king of the ashes 
choked with scorched breath and 
silenced rings.
I remember a story of sacrifice 
strung out nice for all to see.
A device used for modesty and empathy
in equal proportion, but also for self-gain;
my brother often reminds me of the pain we endured.
perturbed by parental influence
kicked out of the nest at 16.
That is why his eyes glint at her fall
but the slate is clear for me,
as it should be for all.
Nobody is perfect and nobody is loyal
but hate brews hate
and the fruit begins to spoil.

© 2017 Adam Parker


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Added on July 9, 2017
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Adam Parker
Adam Parker

Leeds, United Kingdom



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I'm Adam,I'm 19 and I live in leeds, England. I like writing poetry/ screenplays. Please give me feedback xxx more..

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