Through the mists I hear

(mum)

search for me in rainbows
in the ebb and flow of the sea

in the sparkle of the morning dew
or the flight of a honey bee

see me on the fragile wings
of a garden butterfly

or hear me carried on the wind
in a gentle reassuring breeze

and know that all I meant to you
is timeless like the stars at night

the bond of love we had and shared
is diamond in its purity

parting but a sorrow bared
maternal love will never die

Reviews

[Neville]

Although on a very late lunch break .. these words moved me greatly .. and I fear the need to compose myself before the hour is up .. I wonder whether the fact I still find my self calling out 'Mum' occasionally has anything to do with it .. or just an excuse ........... Neville

[Chris Shaw]

You do that too? Yes I call her name out and expect her to answer. You loved your mum Neville, that is very apparent. Thank you for reading Me in your lunch break. Always pleased to have your thoughts, a big thank you.

Chris

[Dave]

Chris - the love you shared must have been beautiful. You did such a beauteous way of expressing it here.
I too remember the beautiful rainbows she created over our years together. I recall also the storms she had the patience to see me through. Thank you Chris for stirring the memories.
Take care - Dave

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Dave for your lovely response. Hope all is good with you.

Chris

[JE Falcon]

Soft, sweet, sad, and like the fog, Misty. Read it twice, I did. :)

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Falcon and especially for reading twice.

Chris

Chris

[Relic]

I can remember funny things my mother did and often-times things I see or hear remind me of her. Your poem is beautiful and flows with ease, Chris.
Great job. You're bringing back good memories to those who've lost their mothers. I'm sure yours is watching over you. :)

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you for your thoughtful review Tim. Your words are very much appreciated. Pleased you like this poem.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

she was that gentle breeze for you as a child...and you were that for her as her days neared the end.
such a bond, such a beautiful poem.
j.

[Chris Shaw]

You are so right. I have so much love and respect for every particle of what she once was and still is in memory. Thank you dear J.

Chris

[William Michael Reeves]

I needed a gentle breeze. This poem felt gentle too. Did you get stung by a bee recently? The bumbles seem to be buzzing your songs.

[Chris Shaw]

Pleased to give you a gentle breeze Bill. The summer heat has been overpowering. Last time I gitvstung by a bee I was seven. It didn't live to tell the tale. Enjoyed your thoughts here. Thank you.

Chris

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

You are so right maternal love from birth of our babies till even after we pass on it never ceases
I still feel my dear mums love
Beautiful 🤩 Chris x

[Chris Shaw]

It never goes does it Julie? . Some bonds just stay. Thank you hon for your visit.

Chris

[John the Baptist]

Beautiful images abound in this elegiac offering. The things most real, like love, never die, but only change form.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you JTB for your understanding review. You are appreciated.

Chris

[W. Barrett Munn]

Beautifully melancholy yet an important message and theme. Kudos, Chris.
W

[Chris Shaw]

Many thanks W. Pleased you enjoyed the read and the message and theme. Appreciating your encouragement.

Chris

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you dear Stella and a good Saturday morning to you. Have a great day.

Chris

[Stella Armour]

Beautiful thoughts and words Chris ♥

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you dear Stella, have a great day.

Chris