30 Day Poetry Challenge: Day 27: MOTHER

Day 27: Mother

This word, because everywhere I look it is there. This word because this person has had a huge impact on my life, and deserves to be honored. This poem hardly even touches the surface of what I have been given by this woman. Her stories. Her time. Her heart. She has cleaned me up when I've been covered in blood, snot, sick, mud, tears. She is always learning and growing. She showed me how our hair is unique and beautiful and needed to be nourished the way it was. Oh friends, this woman is amazing. Her is a slice of that picture. 

When I was born,

my mother wove birds into my hair

blue birds of happiness

They settled there for the long haul

they wove ribbons and moonlight into their nest

raised their young

taught them the song

My mother gave me her curls

passed from her mother and her mother

done a long line of women and men

these gave me permission to be me

take up the space I needed

My mother gave me her love of dance

I am reminded after movies

as the credits rolled

this was our time to shimmy and shake

celebrate our time together

My mother gave me her love

filled me to the brim

and that is why I love how I do

across oceans

This is my mother, who is beautiful. My mother, who is elegant like a fairy, and who has a sweetness and determinaiton that is something to behold.

My mother is a swan, gorgeous and unique

My mother is an artist, determined to follower her passions

My mother is wise. She has a listening heart.