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For Mama


09.10.15 Posted in today's words by

Erren Geraud Kelly’s most recent poem to appear here was Stephen (August 2015).

For Mama
By Erren Geraud Kelly

when i got the news
i forgot about work and my grades
which is what sons do
i ran as fast as i could
not knowing
last night she went to bed
with a fire burning in her head
i forgot about her jesus being right
and my way being wrong
when her left side collapsed
i forgot about the dead hand
chastising me
but only how it tended roses
or fried chicken
when i saw her again alive
she talked as if it had never happened
complaining about being bedridden.

 



3 Responses to “For Mama”

  1. Char james says:

    Very, very telling, perfect pacing and spot on insights.

  2. Powerful. This really touched home with me.

  3. Jeanette Gallagher says:

    For Mama is a beautiful and poignant poem although it left me with questions. I think it was either a son’s dream or perhaps his mama had had a stroke.

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