Three Poems for Mother's Day
poetry selection by Ron Tobey
For those of you who have mothers to celebrate, be they birth, step, grand, baby momma, or other (is there an other? Tell me about it in the comments!), we will keep it brief. Three short poems to prime you for the big day.
THREE POEMS FOR MOTHER’S DAY by Ron Tobey 1. every poet says “I remember” (it’s an archetype a pie shell for a pie you like) mother or grandmother picks summer berries and cherries juice stains their long fingers dropping the ripe sweets into a cloth lined basket painting the linen colors never washed completely out raspberries and blackberries faint as faded Kodachrome she cleans your infant nub in the tin sink bathtub soft and pink memories you forget later lovers will uncover 2. what is the illustration mother points to find Peter in the garden water can a child’s fable but Peter doesn’t go away all my life the rabbit cries in the voice of a strangled child a conscience in a can 3. in the Spring wind trees bend over me angrily top branches shake as mother waggles her finger father saws them down mills make paper sheets for book pages no matter how obediently I tried at that age I couldn’t read but I could weep
Meet the author:
Ron Tobey grew up in north New Hampshire, USA, and attended the University of New Hampshire, Durham. He farms in West Virginia. He is an imagist poet, expressing experiences and moods in concrete descriptions in haiku, free verse storytelling, recorded poetry, and in filmic interpretation. X @Turin54024117
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