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Careful what you ask your mother…she might just let you have it…
A parent’s love …
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A Mother’s Promise
27 Friday Jan 2012
Posted in Poetry_Haiku
How do you write this stuff, Eric. It is so thought provoking….it hits the heart! Well done, my friend.
tom
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Hello dear friend,
Thank you for your compliment wrapped in question.
Please don’t get me wrong when I say it is easy, Tom…this post…I simply watch the mother of my children, Lisa, and the women/mothers among friends, family and read about all the wonderful mothers out there…many of them in this, our blogosphere.
All good wishes,
Eric
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A mother’s love truly is for eternity. Love this, Eric. 🙂
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…and sometimes taken for granted by many – the children, the spouse, society…
Always love to have you visit, Angela 🙂
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The scene in this poem is beautifully written. Harrowingly moving.
Thanks for stopping by my blog.
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Thank you and you are very welcome. Cheers.
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Eric, this gave me chills up my back because it’s so painfully true, and beautifully written. *Goosebumps*
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Many mothers are oblivious of the sacrifices they make…they see it as love. True candles…
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Beautiful tragedy.
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Yes, it is…and speaks of undying love
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So sad, so beautiful, so heart wrenching…
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The feminine trinity perhaps…she can be Creator, Nurturer or Destroyer!
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Yes Eric, Mother embodies the Trinity!!!the Creator, the Preserver and the Destroyer!!!
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You’re an economist and I’m an engineer…we both write…how very extraordinary, what is this world coming to 🙂
Happy that you see the trinity too. Thank you for the visit and comment, Eric
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Dear Eric, the subjects of your last posts are all about gruesome events. Beautiful in their own kind like some flowers are(think of Tacca, the bat flower or the dragon arum). A mind boggling beauty, so horrific one can’t resist watching it. You know how I like sad stories, but could you please write one with a happy ending now.
Love and hugs
Steph xxx (deeply touched)
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Now that you mention it
My dark side I’ve shown it
I shall work my wit
For stories more sunlit
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ahhhh…lol
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What a beautiful piece.Enjoy reading it..
Thanks for sharing.
Best wishes
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Thank you for stopping by and taking the time to post your comment.
All good wishes, Eric
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A mother’s love is made of steel and unconditional…what a world this would be if our love for each other was made of unconditional steel…beautifully written and heart touching as always lovely Eric – love and hugs Jane x
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Thank you Jane, for your unflinching encouragement. Have a great weekend ahead, buddy. Luv and hugz, Eric
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Holy Cow! Eric, your mind is huge! Does your family look at you funny when you are quietly sitting in the corner examining them and their life? 🙂 I can only imagine!
I love how you took it from explaining in the first two lines, to demanding, followed by screaming. Then her encouragement, his guilt, and the finale- a promise of eternity. Very powerful and so deep.
I love this one!
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Dear Christine,
I don’t know what they really think…weird?…aloof?…I too can only imagine. But every social gathering is a vast savannah to be observed/explored.
Glad you love this and I am happy to have brought it out.
All good wishes, Eric
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A classic tragedy presented so well in the poem.kudos
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Thank you kindly.
These compliments are very encouraging.
Peace, Eric
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This is really TRUE… 🙂
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Thanks so much Dolly. Peace, Eric 🙂
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Oooh, Eric! I am so amazed at the force, the sheer force, I feel right now in my chest, as a mother and grandmother. I had a mother and grandmothers who gave their hearts to us. I appreciate your courage in writing a poem that expresses this giving of the motherly heart for all eternity in such literal, physical terms to bring the point home so strongly.
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Dear Granbee,
Quite often mothers are taken for granted. Look at many parts of ravaged Africa and we see these wonderful angels ensuring the survival of the next generation…while men, poke their fingers in the air and talk war. Like any generalisation, this is pot-holed, but I believe people will recognise the gist of my comment.
Luv and hugz, Eric
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…when a mother love, she loves purely and eternally… her love is unconditional 🙂
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Very true Dolly. Cheers, Eric 🙂
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You must have a wonderful mother and be blessed by her unconditional love that you created this poem, Eric! Well done!! 🙂
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Dear Subhan,
My wife is a wonderful mother who showers my children with unbridled love – and she knows when to pull back. There are many other wonderful mothers here in blogoshere.
Peace, Eric
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Absolutely beautiful and touching… as a mother, I would gladly give my life for my children and now grandchildren. This poem so depicts that love. Thank you for sharing! Leslie
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Dear Leslie,
Spoken like a true mother.
Peace, Eric
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i really really love this
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Thank you.It touched the heart of many. Peace, Eric
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This is deeply beautiful, great write!
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Thank you so very much for your visit and comment. I need to check out more of your posts.
All good wishes,
Eric
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I hope you would enjoy and like them,
Best wishes.
AmaNi
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I wanted to say that I always enjoy your posts and have nominated you for the One Lovely Blog Award. If you choose to accept, visit the link below. If you decline, just know I think you deserve one for the words that you share.
http://graypoet.wordpress.com/wp-admin/post.php?post=227&action=edit&message=6&postpost=v2
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Dear sir,
Congratulations on winning this award.
I truly appreciate your kind words and thinking me worthy of receiving this too. I accept wholeheartedly and with deep thanks.
All good wishes,
Eric
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very emotional 🙂
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Yes, it does touch the soft spot…
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There is no rule or condition that one
should love their child unconditionally
or that the child will do the same….
A truth, I wish was not true… =(
Your poem touched something deep,
I was moreso disturbed and appalled
What an utter shame not to realize
a Mother’s love until it’s too late ='(
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This is excellent, Que!
What a marvellous and welcomed response. Thank you, Eric 🙂
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This poem gave me goosebumps. I like the comment from Queridaj: What an utter shame not to realize a Mother’s love until it’s too late =’( I know I’m guilty of that!
Fiona
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Oh dear…there are many in the same situation, I fear
Is this the end…that we cannot make amends
Love another as your own, write a new page and move on
Peace and luv Fiona, from Eric 🙂
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Reblogged this on kawindians and commented:
lovely poem
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Thank you, Lynne – for reblogging. Your mother is 95 – Wow!
All the best with your plans,
Eric
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My, you really did start the year putting us on the edge of our seats Eric. lol. Nice to see you back in the blogging world again.
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Hello Ian,
This is an old post brought to fore by a recent comment/reblog by a fellow blogger – Lynne.
Thank you for picking up on it,
Eric
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I just posted a comment and it has disappeared Eric. The banshee obviously took off with it. lol. It’s nice to have you back in the blogging world again.
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The banshee can try, Ian – but her wiles will never work with upstanding and principled people. Your earlier comment came through too.
Yes, I’m slowly trying to squeeze some time and we’ll see how it pans out.
Cheers,
Eric
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