Almedia Knight Oliver
A Mother's Collection: Tissues, Bones, And Blood (Second)
Her second born
"Mother You have A Baby Boy', laying
Seven pound of flesh on my throbbing
heart; teardrops raining down washing
his light brown hair, before flowing past
matching eyes, and forming a salty pool in
the crease of his neck.
"Put him back in his warm home, only his
brother and me live in that cemetery room!
I swallowed and digested hope and wrapped
my tissues, bones, and blood in tenderness
nursing the fruit of my womb.
Oh how delightful it was watching him suckle-feeding
my warm milk as my beating heart lulled him to sleep.
"Big Mike" your childhood holds some memorable moments
and Klutziness is one:
"Look mommy, I ripped my pants…I was chasing my friend
down the street'
"Look mommy, I bruised my knee…I was running from a bee"
"Look mommy, the dog was hungry and I was meat"
Son, it seems like yesterday that I held you in my frighten arms, rocking you to sleep, and not knowing what the future held for the three!
But, look at you now, with all the varied drumbeats in your ear,
you chose to ignore most, instead marching to your own beat...though
it was said "he walks right on the edge"
Big Mike, children can't choose their parents, but
I'm delighted you appreciate the choice I made.
You're a man now and this is your special day...
two scores and eight- heck who's keeping score,
enjoy your special day!
You're like a bottle of vintage wine and I the wine maker.
Now my dear you're aged...Go! Soar in the distance sky.
Mommy's love clinging to your wings and the winds whispering 'son I love you!
11/29/10 edited.comments may not correspond to the original version
Happy Birthday, Son
Almedia Knight Oliver's Other Poems
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Comments about this poem (A Mother's Collection: Tissues, Bones, And Blood (Second) by Almedia Knight Oliver )
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994)
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
William Butler Yeats
(13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939)
(28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827)
- Still I Rise, Maya Angelou
- Barbie Doll, Marge Piercy
- The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost
- Invictus, William Ernest Henley
- Sanctuary, Dorothy Parker
- Phenomenal Woman, Maya Angelou
- If, Rudyard Kipling
- Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, Robert Frost
- Annabel Lee, Edgar Allan Poe
- Tonight I can write the saddest lines, Pablo Neruda
Poem of the Day
- In a way all are slaves., Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.
- To vent anger, Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.
- Fate, Free Will and God, Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.
- Love Note 13, Michael P. McParland
- Many Good Reasons To Cry, Bill Galvin
- Committing To A Cause, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
- Webs Of Fantasy, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
- Reflecting Mistakes, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
- East Wind, Madathil Nair
- Priceless Worth, RoseAnn V. Shawiak