Mom's Cupcake

For my Mom, Mother's Day, 2013

The sweet and little bits inside

Remind me of the ways

The sweet and little things you’ve done

Have guided all my days.

The bright and lovely colors here

Bring sharply to my mind

The man this bright and lovely star

Has sought, did shape, will find.

 

The red, green yellow, and, ‘tis true:

One bag exclusively of blue

Uniquely combine

Into one design

That describes none more than you!

 

No words of mine could ever start

To hold the bits (both sweet and tart!)

Nor could I find

In soul or mind

A fitter keeper for my heart.

 

And someday, when these bits are few,

And only Air lives in this cup,

My every prayer will be for YOU,

And how your life fills my life up!

Author's Note

I guess I ought to explain the title, as well as the repeated allusions to sweet, little bits, bright, lovely colors, etc. Mom's gift was a ring-bowl czatchke in the shape of a cupcake, which contained a small bag of colored jellybeans. Since my first choice--a blueberry pie--was broken, they let me do an even swap, and keep the blue jellybeans as well ("one bag exclusively of blue") And for the record, it WAS delivered on Mother's Day, just not posted beforehand.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this just has such a great melody to it....a wonderfully done tribute to your mom.

she sounds like the perfect mom.

and you, the good and appreciative son.


j.

[Cryingkate]

Awe but you first :-) It is Kind and Generous postings as this that keeps me here.
Give Ma a hug for me mines not here anymore :-)

[Cryingkate]

Our Mother's share the same smile and eyes of love.
I see you get some of your mothers great features too.
Awe... I love to see a Man who's not too busy to love their Moms.
Wise move , You'll never regret it and you did it so well.
Cryingkate/connie

[Mark]

Thank you, Connie. Kind and generous nreviews such as this are among the most poignant reasons making me wonder why I am so rarely on the site these days

[icelandicblue]

It is a beautiful story for a woman who loves and is loved. A colorful confection of emotion exists in this poem.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

Your mother has such beautiful eyes and such a lovely smile, and the resemblance is unmistakable. Like your mother, you have obviously inherited her loving ways, as is reflected in you through your poetry. I love that you have such fond memories to share of your mother with the world. I only wish I had the same. Fate favors us in different ways, and you have been greatly blessed.

This homage is replete with sweet and little bits of a life that I can only dream of, knowing deep in my bones that they will never come true.

[Mark]

To have come from such a painful place in your heart makes me treasure these words all the more. Thank you, Linda.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

You are more than welcome. :-)

[zainul]

A mother is the greatest artist
She always makes the best feast
I adore your mom for her special care
She glows here like a jellybeans flower.

Love these lines most:

"And someday, when these bits are few,
And only Air lives in this cup,
My every prayer will be for YOU,
And how your life fills my life up!"

[Mark]

Thank you Zainul...May I ask, What nationality is that name? Egyptian? I will strive to get back to you soon. Mark

[zainul]

You are most welcome,talented writer.:)
You have correctly traced the origin of my name.
It originates from Arabic root.
I live in Bangladesh.
Thanks for your welcoming gesture.
Your tribute to your mom is a wonderful work.
I adore the power of your expression of love for your mom.
Have a nice time.:)

[Lourisa]

Makes me miss my mom heaps. I'm glad now to be still around for my sons. A beautiful poem and picture of the special woman in your life.

[Great Aunt Astri]

A wonderful 'down to earth' poem and a great tribute to a mother.

[Allen Smuckler]

what an old softie you be...
such a sweet, heartfelt write from this big teddy bear...
and what a fine, strong, lovely mother...
btw....I love jellybeans
nice write Mark
allen

[TL Boehm]

Ok, me and my mom - we had a rough relationship and while I deeply love her - she is truly incapable of returning love at least on the level I would desire. That being said, I still crave and admire the idea of a loving mom. I try to BE that, with varied success. And this poem for me - its bittersweet. Its exactly what I want and can't have. So it makes me clench my fist and shake it at the screen - because its warm and wonderful and light - and everything that a mom poem should be. Everything I would want a son to say about me - and everything I wish I could say about my mom. Its lyrical and lovely and makes me ache a little! A fine job!

[Mark]

Is it not a poet's primary duty to take complex emotions and express them in such a fashion as to make ache those places we either rue or yearn for? Thus, you do me consummate praise with these very much conflicted and deeply frank remarks. I am touched. Konsor, if you're out there, I want this to be my "Featured", all right?

[TL Boehm]

Yes it is. I'm glad you got the gist of my stumbling review. You wrote a GREAT poem - so well done I couldn't argue with it even though my personal situation is so different. That is the mark of a great writer.

[Mark]

I sure wish I had known you were in Albuquerque when I drove through two months ago. Plus, I think you are my first "Subsriber"; thanks!