I Cannot Always Be Gentle
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Poem by: B.B. Hatt
I cannot always be gentle with the things I love, for if I do, they will never grow their spine, or come into their sacred fierceness, they will never own their independence, even from myself, which is necessary.
Be you mine, it is is my duty to give such a strength to your bones that one day, you may go on without me.
Always, I am preparing you for the road that lies ahead. So I cannot always be gentle...
Sometimes, I must bury you, like a seed, or tear limbs or blossoms from you, but it is never to be cruel, and I try oh so hard not to be thoughtless, though God knows I am not a perfect goddess.
I cannot always be gentle with the things I love, though the mother part of me says “soft, soft, soft,” and the lover part of me says “kiss, kiss, kiss,” the warrior side of me, the champion fostered by my mother, knows better than these soft handed women.
Long have I desired to land you in a kiss, but first, you must come to me covered in the blood of the dragons you have slain.
You must step into your own right, with eyes that see the world as it is, and with a soul so strong it is not easily bothered by the shifting winds of thought or feeling. Come to me then, and then we may talk. We may talk long and low and deep, and all your secrets I will keep until the day you stand gentle in your fierceness, enough to finally understand what I said when I first saw you. I cannot always be gentle with the things I love, but always, always do I love them, and even when they cannot see my face, I carry them in the pocket of my heart.
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An excellent poem with the nuance of the warrioress..yet what might war and love have in common? The fight cannot ever bring the softness of the night even if two seem equal in their fierceness. As a mother she seems to be raising wolves..not men. The truth of the matter is in the question: What kind of men does she want her sons to be? Light-bearers? Or those who take what they want by force? The question is important as it also tells of the type of world we create in mothering sons. I say that the warrioress protects the spirits of those she raises...whiile teaching how to gain strength through knowledge.
Even so..I loved the imagery...
You could read my poem..His Battle Song to see what happens to the sons we prepare as warriors.
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I love this feedback Nika! Also read the poem you recommended, very powerfully emoted.
This poem was about a specific circumstance with a friend who became very angry with me for telling him some truths, but it kind of morphed into a reflection on motherhood and how I feel God is with me sometimes, so it kind of goes all over the place emotionally I think.
Thanks so much for reading and leaving feedback Nika!!
Fantastic poem loved it
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Thank you so much SLJones! I greatly enjoyed writing this one. I enjoyed reading a few of your works today!
Inspiring some great responses in poetry:)
A warrioress never backs down from her truths..if truly believed...Speak your truth...my sister...
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