Posts Tagged ‘mother’

Mothers Day, 2017, Tribute: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Prose

May 14, 2017

I texted this to a friend early this morning. As I wrote this, deep in my thoughts were the way my own birth Mother raised me until 10, and how she has been my roommate for the last 6 years; my Mom, who took over raising me through the tough tween and teen years, and who was such a great friend and companion to my father for more than 55 years (and still counting! ); and the mother of my children, who was my friend and companion for decades, and who has continued to love, support and sustain our children.
I think it applies to almost every mother I know, and so, even though I’m not mentioning you by name, I hope you will feel honored this Mother’s Day. And thank you!

Motherhood may start at the birth of children. Some may think it ends when those children leave the nest, but true compassionate mothers continue to provide spiritual, physical, emotional, and mental support and stability and stay connected to their children throughout their life.
You are doing that with your children, and so, on this Mother’s Day, I honor you and respect you and uplift you and wish you a happy and joyful Mother’s Day.

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I Chose Something Else: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

January 29, 2017

Four hundred folks at/
a singles dance. Me? I wrote,/
cooked for Mom, talked, prayed.

Christmas Perspective Changed: Revolutionary Email Free Verse Poem

December 23, 2015

T’was a few nights before Christmas
and I was feeling
sorry for myself,
seeing all my friends
and relations
surrounded by kids
and grandkids,
hugging each other,
decorating the houses,
trimming the trees,
making Christmas cookies,
fudge,
candy,
and other
wonderful
treats,
filling their homes
with the joyful laughter,
singing,
and sweet smells
of the season.

Then I remembered
what I had,
and who,
and arose out of my pity bed,
sprang to the kitchen,
pre-heated the oven
and made cookies
and my traditional
sweet-smelling apple crisp
for my mother.
Making cookies and apple crisp for Christmas

Wisconsin Is Good Medicine: Revolutionary Napkin Haiku

July 25, 2015

My mother started/
to shrink at Stonehenge, but then/
moved to Wisconsin.

After All Preparedness: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament

April 28, 2015

If your mother hides/
your emergency gear in/
deep storage, you’ll die.

Real Men Do Their Own Laundry: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

February 8, 2015

If you let your mom/
do your laundry, she will shrink/
every shirt you own.

My Birthday Thanks: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

October 22, 2014

On my birthday, it’s/
only appropriate to/
thank her for life’s gift.
Or

… love’s gift.

Weeping Remembering Mothers: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

October 5, 2014

He spoke of mother/
and cried. We all wept as we/
recalled our mothers.
OR
As he spoke of his/
mother and wept, we cried, too./
We recalled our moms.

Nailed Like A Crucifix: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

July 9, 2014

Mom nailed on crucifixGoofing around, I/
wondered if she thought how much/
she, Mom, sacrificed.

Who Likes Free Coleslaw: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

July 7, 2014

One gallon of free/
coleslaw. It’s good that Mother/
and I are Cheeseheads.