Black Poetry : Heaven Cried...on Mother's Day

NittyGrit

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Atlanta, Georgia
i put my hands in the dirt
and felt the earth cry
i heard a prayer being whispered
by the breeze floating by
the birds stopped chirping
and bowed their small heads
as the reverently listened
to every word that I said

i was conversing with her spirit
under the strength of tall trees
the comforting sunshine
was evidence of her glory
...she heard
she heard every word that I said
her body may have been buried
but her spirit wasn't dead

as i knelt down to get closer
to the foot of her grave
i was hoping that my emptiness inside
would go away
i was just as lonely as she was
with no tombstone for a friend
with no artificial flowers
swaying in the wind

i told her of my apologies
for not visiting often
its not that i didn't want to see her
i just didn't want to
remember her in a coffin

i asked her if heaven
was as good as they say
i felt convicted in my spirit
she said "son don't be that way"
i was bitter

and upset with the man they call God
bitter for feeling broken
and trying not to fall apart

disgusted for using flowers
as a token of love
when all i really wanted
was to give my mama a hug

all i really wanted
was a chance to be held
i didn't want her up there in heaven
i didn't want me down here in hell
i wanted her to be there friday
when her granddaughter graduates
i wanted her to see me
walk with my degree across the stage

i wanted her to baby sit
and come over to my house
so i could delve into her wisdom
to see what life was about

i wanted to remember her face
without the need for photographs
i wanted her to be in my present
and not just part of my past

i asked the lord
to spare my soul
as I tried to earn my crown
i asked him to tell my mama
to look down
from heaven
and smile
for me

mama
I just hope you're proud
of me

smile
for me

mama
i just hope you're proud
of me

the more I spoke
the slower the tears fell
the dark clouds above my head
began to grumble and swell
the winds started howling
at a much faster pace
as more and more tears
smothered my face

resting in peace
no longer caught in the storm
my mama is up in heaven
safe from all harm

down here on this earth
i try my best to stand strong
heaven cries sometimes
but the storms don't last long
 
hi
This is a wonderf flow of thoughts
and I thank you for sharing.
You have many strong points in this flow
that touched my heart. Because I was caught in a storm
not to long ago. Your poem brings peace to the heart and mind
of those who Mom is in heaven.
Now
Smiling with warmth upon us
Heaven Cried...on Mother's Day
i put my hands in the dirt
and felt the earth cry
i heard a prayer being whispered
by the breeze floating by
the birds stopped chirping
and bowed their small heads
as the reverently listened
to every word that I said
resting in peace
no longer caught in the storm
my mama is up in heaven
safe from all harm

Peace and much love
 

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