acrostic funeral poem for a mother gone

Flowers in December

Flowers plucked from my wound

Leave a swanshaped shadow mark

Only the faint smell of roses pruned

Will rest where there once grew a heart

Earth is thrown on my last face

Rain becomes snow with no words of their own

Silent flakes fall on amazing grace

I have no longer earth as home

Now a memory has taken my place

Daughters of my courage true

Each one from different height

Can you not see me standing among you

Entombed in the last morning light

Moving on frozen ground knowing

Between the epilogues and the first walked mile

Every rose you planted in me still growing

Red in winterpetals of my smile

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Written on 2006-11-17 at 17:39

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Amazing! Graceful! Beautiful!


""I have no longer earth as home

Now a memory has taken my place.........""" soul stirring poem.
truely amazing.

richard ugbede ali
emelen, u writes such great poetry that i do not know if it is my soul speaking. great work. il read more of ur stuff soon.

Em, this has to rate as the most beautiful and fern-fragile acrostics ever. Honestly, i'm in tears after reading this. Like you took me into the coffin, with the mother. Bookmarked!

Kathy Lockhart
your talent is superior. Your poetry evokes so much emotion, thought, and feeling. I saw those flowers and they moved me to tears, daughters. Mother K

Thomas Selnes The PoetBay support member heart!
This is.. Wow. You are stellar. This write is just incredible. The images, the smells, the emotions, the raw concert of it all is right there to be absorbed, or absorb the reader. Maybe both.

English War Veteran aged 98
Wow! Stunning! The best poem I have read on this site!

stunning, touching...incredible...genius
you are the essence of poetry.

One of the most beautyfully written poems i have read here.
I am deeply touched.

So fragile and at the same time - strong - words.
Words of roses and female sorrow in snow - not hidden - but sheltered.

This is no fatal sorrow.......just gently touchable winterpetals of redcoloured feelings.

I will never forget this poem.
Even if its still november.


keith nunes
very well done - great skill and passion

This is the most wonderful and amazing funeral poem I've seen. Frail, strong, severe and desperate at the same time.

Deep and hauntingly beautiful in it's sadness.

lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
Hi there young lady this is a very clever and probably the best acrostic i have seen in a very long time for that reason I am bookmarking this