My Mother

Cherry

By Netty Allen

Tue, 08 Jun 2010
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I roll the words around my mouth
And wonder what they mean
For others I feel sure
It is not the same as me.
I worry that I too
Could fail as miserably.
For what have I to measure
Against, but failure.
I wish that it was different,
But I know that it is not
And wishes are no protection
From the harsh realities of fate.

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Comments

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on
Netty I think this is a really good poem. The first two lines are so sad

 

Submitted by Netty Allen on
Thank you. Having children of my own now gives me perspective, and helps me understand a little better; but still it's question that haunts me. Netty.

Submitted by Cavalcader on
new Netty Allen well done,with the cherry! yes,sad,must been difficult. but help having children to. good poem. julie

Submitted by alice sunderland on
love the poem netty. i learnt all i know bout parenting from my dad. did the opposite of whatever he did.

 

Submitted by Netty Allen on
Thanks Alice and Julie. I'm glad you like it. It was very therapeutic putting it on paper. I promised myself I would do the absolute opposite of my Mum, it seemed the right thing. But sometimes I think in trying so hard not to repeat the same mistakes, I might just be making them all over again....

Submitted by alice sunderland on
dont worry too much netty. i reckon parenting is a job you cant get right all the time. luck as much as judgement! ps. netty means something quite different to us geordies! xx

 

Submitted by Netty Allen on
yes someone did tell me that once before. Thanks for not sharing it with the others! ;-)

Submitted by Ros Glancey on
You are not alone - but we don't all put it so elegantly.

Submitted by JoseHdz on
Eloquent. Powerful. Great job. :)