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Poem By: Anna Therese
Poetry

Tags: poem, poetry, motherhood, children, waiting room, comment

She was one of those Mums you felt like screaming at to just let the kids be, every movement they made was irritating her.
And yet...
Author is also a woman and a mother...
a different slant on motherhood and I guess how impatient we all can get in todays world just waiting... View table of contents...

Submitted: Feb 22, 2008 Reads: 91 Comments: 8 Likes: 5

Her frustration

fills the waiting room

not as mine

faint, foolish niggle

directed merely at the waiting

Hers clings

moment by moment

follows her every footstep

infinitely demanding, de-energising

all consuming, no emotional escape

Today,

smothering even the love

she must divide so many ways

omitting herself frequently from the equation

helplessly willing

restless limbs, active minds

to impossible stillness

(is it her crowded limbs

mind, she really pleads to?)

Futile frustration

overflows

in the waiting room

I offer a sympathetic smile only

faint, foolish

never suggesting for a moment

my understanding

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Comments:

Irwin
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Hate waiting! More so now I'm older and time's running away. I love the last verse.

Posted: Feb 22, 2008

Author Comment:

Thanks Irwin. many things can trigger a poetic thought or two. Our life is pretty full on so lately any "waiting" sees me sipping on a cool drink and reading the paper these days!

MAmberConrad

I can completely understand! There's always that one mom that must be having a really bad day. We cannot assume judgement on other people out there, because we have not spent one day in their shoes. Like Irwin said, the last verse says it all; to understand, rather than trying to be understood. (Comes from the prayer of St. Assisi)
MA

Posted: Feb 22, 2008

Author Comment:

Thanks MAmber Conrad, perceptive comment. As the song says "walk a mile in my shoes" and then there may be an inkling of how it is for someone else but we will never truly know.

poewhit

All things come to those who wait

Posted: Feb 22, 2008

Author Comment:

Yes Poewhit - either good or bad! Thanks for reading.

Zephyr

Great job :)

Posted: Mar 5, 2008

Author Comment:

Thanks Zephyr for kind comment.

EtherealleSeraphynne

Beautiful balance in this poem. We tend to forget sometimes how we are not infallible. You were able to convey the annoyance an discomfort felt in the room (by all parties present), but also a dawning understanding of having really bad days of your own. I'm reminded of the phrase, "let he who has no sin cast the first stone." (Is that right, haha, I think I misquoted). Anyway... again, I loved it, of course. Take care.

T.

Posted: Apr 7, 2008

Author Comment:

Etherealle what a thoughtful comment and I'm glad this poem conveyed to you the message I intended. It is lovely having people read my not so recent poems instead of the latest always (I know this gets really hard on booksie where there is just so much to read!)

Pratibha

As a mother, all i can say is that I empathise with the mother in this one....
being a mom is a like being so close to GOD

Posted: Apr 14, 2008

Author Comment:

Thanks Pratibha, there is so much responsibilty and care in motherhood, you are right, a very "god-like" role.

Pratibha

I am touched by the theme. Mothers will always be Mothers and I pray to GOD to take care of her ....since Mothers all over the world are same with similar feelings ....
May GOD give each Mom the strength to be just like a "MOTHER."

Posted: May 28, 2008