Mother's Love

Can any man say he is not beholding to the spring from which life flows?

My Mother Marquita

35 yrs old 

What man fears not mortality

who stands in line to die

To lose the breath we hold so dear

yet for ourselves we cry

The strength of a mighty army

echoes from the boroughs

Combining humanities heart

with love from where it flows

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The quiet heart of the lonely

begs us all take a chair

Come sit at the table of man

break bread with all found there

She feeds the souls each evening

round fires of brotherhood

Bringing like and not together

as each one knew she would

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Where my own is but a lamplight

Illuminating one

Hers the love of a Mothers Heart

burns brilliant as the sun

So precious is the time we share

for whom would you then cry

So sweet the nectar love conceals

don't let life pass you by

Author's Note

Can any man say he is not beholding to the spring from which life flows? As in the times of the ancient mariner we all hear the call of sirens that gesture us to sail home. Continuity of purpose flows from the wellspring of our lives. In the end we all find we are drawn inexorably home, to the hearth from around which we told our tales of long ago and spun our yarns of a life well lived. The well spent life will always beckon from the winds of change a call for home.

Reviews

[Mark]

My favorite passages:
"What man fears not mortality, who stand in line to die?", and
"Come sit at the table of Man; break bread with all found there."
This is another betrayal of the depth of your heart, Tate. I have
read none deeper, no, not even in the Masters. I am very honored
to have come to know you, through this amazing writing.
I would be glad, strictly for comparison's sake, to see the
original, upon which this was based; might that be possible?

[Dwayne J. Keeves]

Missing my mother so much. Her gentle touch just seemed to cradle every woe. Every spoken word from her lips healed everything broken. If I even thought asking God back would resolve the thought '' Lord give her back!'' Wow!!!!!!!!!!!

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Dwayne They are to us treasure.

[Dwayne J. Keeves]

Indeed Sir yes

[Pryde Foltz]

One thing my son can also be sure of is my love ... love this beaut of a write:):):)

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Pryde. So glad you liked it

[Pryde Foltz]

I did. I've got a new post if you are looking for something to do:)

[Tate Morgan]

I'll stop over I sent my new one to you a week ago must not have gotten it http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/aristate/1814858/

[Pryde Foltz]

No ... I reviewed it:):):)

[Tate Morgan]

Lol see what happens when you get old I can't remember anything

[Pryde Foltz]

Give yourself a break. You remembered ... just not what happened ...lol.

[Tate Morgan]

Yeah I know

[daniel lee johnson]

Beautifully written and expressed Tate. And the song also fit very well. That was one of my mom's favorite songs. The poem reminds me so much of my momma also. Thanks man!!

[Tate Morgan]

you are welcome Thank you for this I tell you it is the shared experience of us all to know the pain that is the glue of life coming apart. All men love their mothers and revere them like no other. Truth be told if having children were up to men the human race would surely die out So whop is really the strongest of us men or women.No man would suffer the pain of children and we the ones who strut around and pretend the strength that really is granted us by them

[Tate Morgan]

Men will tell you in war that when their friends were shot they cried for their mothers not their fathers that alone should tell us something

[Valentine]

a beautiful write. It brought thoughts of my own dear mother. We never stop missing them...do we? Valentine

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you no i dont think we do

[MomzillaNC]

A wonderful tribute to mothers everywhere. Thanks for directing me to this one.

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you I wrote it a while ago and thought it fit the occasion

[MomzillaNC]

You're welcome.

[Tate Morgan]

I have been out of town working I cant seem to get it together of late

[MomzillaNC]

You'll get there.

[kublakhan27]

There are so many emotions and observations here that I'm not sure where to start. With your opening lines you wasted no time in leaving me awestruck and sympathetic. Without a doubt it is a very natural fear, probably the most natural fear that any human being possesses, even the most spiritually devout. And when we lose someone who is so vital to our family, it intensifies that fear. We comfort ourselves with the notion that when our time comes, we live on in the memories that we leave, but is that really enough to comfort us? I know that when I lost my Dad, my sense of mortality began to be taken substantially more seriously than it ever was. As fractured as the world is, loneliness is a great equalizer under these circumstances. The way you progress from those philosophical questions, to the value of memories is truly breathtaking...your poetic voice is so real and palpable. What more can one say, you just know how to tap into the so-called human condition, which is what makes your work so special. Another incredible piece my friend.

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Kahn I wanted to let others feel the thought of possibly losing a loved one

[Mira ThePoetess]

Tate ... this poem is so deep ... it touches the soul and the heart ... it makes my cry .. with the song too and the photos .... that one sure deserves one of our videos my friend ... I can smell the pain .. the sorrow .. the sens of family ... You said the words that remain unspoken in a way that anyone reading you with the heart before the eyes would know it .. would sense it ... would feel it .... I have no more words to comment ... just let me read it again and again ... for I want to let the depth of your words to reach this dark corner in my heart to speak to me softly about a mother's love ... a wasted life ... and just a memory after all ends in dust ....... Thank you Tate .... I needed such a poem to wake up .......

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you so much dear I have been very busy sons graduation aunts funeral my birthday all in a few days