You were there when my screams were born in your arms sating my hunger the milk of motherhood feeding with love cradled in boundless affection as I cried you pulled me in, the heart of your protection.
Through my years of wildness and in my self need late nights of broken curfews and unanswered calls disco light eyes Sunday lows that followed Saturday highs you were the constant that kept feeding, the nurturing demand.
Now you have departed and the world is totally changed my goodbyes were distant calls that you could never hear whispers in my sadness are anguished screams in the netherworlds and I keep you alive in my memories, thoughts fed by your love.
Ciaran Burke
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Ciaran Burke
Social entrepreneur, horticulturist, educator. Photographer, poet, artist and not a bad cook either!
The weakening light of the daysetting in the lengthening season casting skinny shadows of a nakedtree over the pale green moss natures revenge taking […]