When Mother gets angry, the children are not safe,
clinging to walls that collapse around them, crushing
childhood beneath her wrath. She roars at us, and throws
our things about, for they mean nothing to Mother
when she is mad. She’ll unleash torrents, and we will try
to hide, but Mother knows all the hiding places.
She will knock them down or flood them with her rage, until
we are gasping for air, begging Mother to forgive us.
And when she calms again, Mother is nearly silent.
She never apologizes, only watches us through cloudy eyes
as we try to pick up broken pieces of Mother’s fury.
We hold the children and shake, and try to explain, but
we can’t. Haunted by the cruelty Mother has unleashed
on some, we whisper and hope, and glance up warily.
Do not make Mother angry.
‘clinging to walls that collapse around them’ is a great line, super poem 🙂
Thank you, I wrote it with a heavy heart, but I believe there is truth there.
I have felt the wrath of Mother under the guise of Hurricane Irene. Mother took my home away but she took much more than that; the reverberating effects put my own Mother through so much stress that less than 6 months after finally getting our home rebuilt, the real anguish began and my Mom passed away. There is nothing that will convince me that Mother Nature did not cause the downward spiral of the Strongest Woman I ever knew.
My heart goes out to everyone affected by the tornadoes in Oklahoma. Having to live through something similar, I know the road ahead of every single person affected will be a long hard uphill battle. Sending strength and love their way ❤
Yes, I agree with everything you have said. Hugs for you on the loss of your mother….and sending love and strength to those touched by the tornadoes.
Fabulous capture! I was wondering if you’d be interested in collaborating in a photo project. It’s called the Rain Chronicles (http://therainchronicles.wordpress.com/)
I would love to…
Thanks, Sarah! I am thrilled. If you could send your story and photo to firstname.lastname@example.org? I’ll put them with the right linkbacks. Looking forward to it!
Very nice. Extremely descriptive. Well written.
Thank you very much!
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It breaks my heart that so many have to perish at the hand mother nature. certainly something I dont think we respect as much as we should.
It breaks my heart, too.
mother nature is unrelenting sometimes. and she is fierce. this is a beautiful post – with a very unfortunate subject – especially at this particular time.
Yes, the poem was the best way I could express some of what I have been feeling since seeing all of the destruction.
I’m thinking Momma is fighting back, and not appreciating what we’re doing to her! She’s creating enormous storms all year long…yet fools still say ‘global warming doesn’t exist’! ALL of these superstorms will tragically remove much of the bacteria spreading over her skin! I say, we deserve it! People just don’t get it…we are billions strong, billions raping every inch of her life giving self daily! But tragedy is also the only way stubborn humans seem to learn, so Momma is teaching now! I can’t wait until recess!
I agree with everything you’ve said!
🙂 great minds, eh?
How foolish man has been…assuming it has some control over mother nature….we continue to pay the price for our arrogance…a thought provoking verse..
I agree….and thank you.
very descriptive and evocative piece – you certainly have a wonderful way with words. i look forward to reading more.
Thank you very much.
the little itty bitty lightning bolt…the first line floored me.
Thanks for reading.
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