A mother's anguish...

A mother's anguish...

A Poem by Frieda P

...just a simple thought
although unsettling ones persist,
from the center of my universe
unfolded of the heart
furled in golden ribbons
for you to behold
lemondrop kisses
apricot nectar'd hugs,
you were the sweet little boy
i bounced upon my knee
reminiscing when life was simpler
before the monkey on your back,
twisted addiction zapping your fortitude
pulsing false breaths of pleasure
can't you see past needle's eye/
deeply cutting into darkly dwelt fragility
at what cost will you defray this pain
tearful of ashes that curb this hook'd bag
you're killing us slowly with your fixation
where did my precious baby boy falter
or was it me?...

© 2014 Frieda P


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Frieda P

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this is a mother's cry...
and i felt for you even though i have no kids of my own
i understand the pain because i see the little boys waste away
on streets puffing away cigarette smoke as you as 12 year... and i cry a
deep cry. you might feel responsible but the son "baby boy" is at fault too
he had a choice, to remain the baby boy that mommy adored or to waste away to an addict.
but fear not... he will return to you!
time will come when he realises that addiction is no good.
everyone has a turning point and his will come.
nice write.. for all the parents and young boys here on WC.
enjoyed it as i always do

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Thanks for reading this one luviva, hopefully you're right, before something tragic happens.
luviva

10 Years Ago

he will turn round.. just be receptive when the time comes



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The pain in this is palpable, and unfortunately, a pain too many of us can relate to. "But for the grace of God go I" mine are little, but this already is in the back of my head. Blame is not with mother, she tried her best. Hopefully he will find her again a safe place to rest.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

I read it before the request - feel free to send me requests from your older stuff, kind of just bee.. read more
Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Thanks, I know many can't relate thinking it could never happen to them, neither did we until we wer.. read more
This simple thought is not just simple, its sad, when children grow up and they make the wrong choices some times we think it is us but you know you have raised them well, it reaches a point where you cant control them but just pray they make the right choices and when they do make wrong choices, that they are able to realize soon. As usual this is a good write

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Thanks so much Cassie, you know mother's always have some kind of guilt going on...especially when t.. read more

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If you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..

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