Viscerally

How do you love your children
more than you can love?
That each beat and sinew
breathes breath inside you,
that each defeat and glory
is a story written in the lines
from your palm to the arteries
in the fissures of your spine
and the intricate nuances
of a heart and a mind and a soul.
That they are your future
your past and your eternity
How do you love them
you love them with no conditions
just viscerally
and wipe the tears when they fall.



Poetry by Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2015-08-13 at 20:41

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What a great meditation on how this most intense of human relationships transcends the cerebral, especially for a mother, since the way you love your child grows out of the experience of him beginning as part of your own body. I find the end so sad, since the more they grow, the less power you have to ease their suffering.
2016-01-10


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2015-08-23


Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
This poem is so beautiful. It captures the depth of feeling towards your child and the love that never ends. And the title is wonderfully apt :)
2015-08-19



i feel rejected from this poem

it's a wonderful ode but sill feel i rejected
2015-08-14


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
This sounds right to me. What got me weren't the tears from falling. They were the first ones from sadness. I always hoped that I could keep them from arriving.
2015-08-13