No longer will I bore you with my
mother’s life, and how I wish I could change
the way of her death. Thirteen years
is a long time, abridged by events that
just happen down this road. Though more
and more, this life seems impersonal, like
watching a new born lamb, sweet
to touch and then later to taste. How does
this lover turn carnivorous at a stroke?
And the lamb, like its mother, is a mere
vessel – when you’ve seen one, we all
know how we’ll react. So don’t get me wrong,
but Mum, you were a function, a role you
played so well, and no matter how
I embellish your memory at this time – well,
there you go, I have done it once again
Ciscography 
A tribute to your mum, and also a reflection on this strange life we all live.
My mum died 16 years ago but she becomes stronger within me as time goes by, a bit like some musicians or artists who finally become famous after death.
A lovely poem which I would describe as very real.:)
PS I could never taste a lamb:) Ive been vegetarian for many years.
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A tribute to tour mum and also a reflection on this strange life we all live,
My mum died 16 years ago and she becomes closer to me as time goes by; a bit like an artist or a musician who finally becomes famous after death.
A lovely poem which I would describe as being very real.
PS I would neer be able to taste a lamb; been vegetarian for many years 🙂
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Thank you! Yes, I’m veggie too and glad to be so.
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Yay! kindred spirits! 🙂
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A tribute painted on the grunge…
The reference of lamb gave me shudders
how swiftly things change their place in our world.
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We only have one Mum and they’re special.
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Thanks so much Soma! Call me ‘soft’, but how can we go ‘aah!’ at a lamb one minute and eat one the next? My dad would call me soft!
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What a lovely tribute tou your mother!
This won’t be the last time you do.
I don’t know the taste of lamb, but they do feel nice 🙂
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Perfectly humanly flawed culmination. 🙂 Got a tear here dude hah
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A poignant and honest poem – loved the lamb references too – beautifully written – K
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Lovely tribute to your Mom, David, and very real for me, as mine has only been “gone” for a year now…and I agree, as to the lamb! 🙂
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lyrical and deep with a sense of ease – a joy to read a second and third time
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This is really quite brilliant Dave. Really got to me! The thoughts of our mothers (us) being just vessels…I had to read it a couple of times to really capture what that means, but I got it and it’s strong. Totally feel the same about the lamb!
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Thanks very much!
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Thank you so much Lauren!
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I agree – brilliant words of tribute to your mum.
Anna :o]
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