Her favourite, were grapes

L. B. Mek



Priced to pocket change, range


to stratospheric, decadence’s reach

I couldn’t resist


there were three, stem clusters

one of dark grapes

one of red and one of green

I bought them all, for her


like a market stall, millionaire.


She, only had one handful bunch

of dark grapes

with her initial, big eyes


to self-sacrificing, slits

and she thanked me, profusely

washed and offered

all the rest, back to me



if I’d eaten already


(I sigh and smile defeatedly


how I dream of buying her a Winery

just so she can have all the grapes

she ever wanted

but likely, she’d probably just take

a pane of its greenhouse's glass

as a memento, keepsake


were I capable of buying her

that mansion, she so - deserves

she’d take the keys

as her jingling, keepsake

and tell me to keep it, for myself)


eventually, I reply

that yes, I have feasted – heartily!


she quirks an inquisitive eye,


to resist enquiring, what exactly I had


'oh, that same

intangible – everything

that’s nourished me, my whole life

your Love of course:



This is that debt, imbalance

with our mother’s.


Whatever we do

for those

rare, good ones

it can never, be enough

for they out-do us

where it counts, most


Love: unconditional!


All we can do

is keep

buying those grapes

and hope

eventually, we make a dent

in our

heartfelt gratitude’s, debt…



© L. B. Mek

February 2022

  • Author: L. B. Mek (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 25th, 2022 04:56
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 66
  • Users favorite of this poem: Paul Bell, bubblehead95.


  • Paul Bell

    That's an awful lot of grapes to repay that gratitude. I do like the idea of a winery, though, that is definitely the perfect present. Imagine popping down to the cellar and grabbing a bottle every day for breakfast with your cornflakes.

    • L. B. Mek

      (I have heard of sour grapes
      not so much, sour cornflakes
      but hey
      after a few spoonful's, I'm sure
      it will all taste bittersweet
      such is life, dear poet....)
      thank you!

    • dusk arising

      Beautiful sentiment in your words today which really moved me.

      Those who can relate easily are the lucky ones, sadly many will have lived through a quite different experience. I know this from their poetry.

      • L. B. Mek

        I know, it seems those 'good ones'
        are becoming ever more, rare...
        a poignant comment, Dusk
        as always, thank you

      • Thekkinkkattil

        Gratitude and Love for mum has come out very well in your poem. For the love unconditional we owe them a lot. A winery can be a start. Enjoyed it.Thank you for sharing

        • L. B. Mek

          well, a Winery as a mere 'start'
          is far too ambitious for me, lol
          but I know what you mean
          our debt's water well, is just that deep..
          an insightful comment
          thank you, dear poet

        • Poetic Dan

          What an ending with a debt of endless finding the right kind of gratitude! You have an abundance my friend thank you for sharing!

          Always appreciated

          • L. B. Mek

            the right, kind
            of gratitude'...
            (I shall ponder these wise words, my friend)
            thank you, for penning such encouraging words
            your kindness, humbles me

          • sorenbarrett

            A heart touching write. Long ago I was taught that accepting a gift was as important as giving one. The gift that mothers give is the greatest and our acceptance of it is the only way to show gratitude, Well done.

            • L. B. Mek

              now that, is wisdom
              we all need to incorporate
              in-to our way of thinking,
              'that being able to receive, earnestly
              validates and adds value
              to the gifts, we're given in our lives'..
              I shall try to heed these words
              thank you! dear poet

            • Vamsi Sudha

              Dear Mek,
              That was a great write for your Mother and your love and affection is just overflowing in your poem.
              Loved these lines..
              eventually, we make a dent
              in our
              heartfelt gratitude’s, debt…
              How poetic is this expression..!! Loved it to the core. Thanks for this heart-touching poem !!

              • L. B. Mek

                so glad you enjoyed and could relate
                to my humble scribble, dear poet
                thank you!
                for your overtly kind, words of support

              • Hakikur Rahman

                A sentimental compose full of passions and feelings.

                • L. B. Mek

                  indeed, I was a little emotional
                  writing these words
                  thank you! for highlighting that sentimental element
                  of my humble scribble, dear poet

                • Neville

                  first the title made an impact on my mouth, taste buds & salivary glands .. and then it was like someone found the remote control I thought I had lost some time back and simultaneously pressed the warm glow and tears buttons .. N

                  • L. B. Mek

                    yeah, Hyung
                    someone pressed those buttons, on me
                    as well
                    when I started penning these words...
                    thank you!

                  • aburmeister

                    Very nice and beautifully written.
                    Much love and gratitude in these words, you are a gift to her, you are her heart!❤️

                    • L. B. Mek

                      thank you, how very kind

                    • bubblehead95

                      Moms are special. So, Everything that includes her makes it more special, even buying grapes. I loved the thought behind 'range photographed to stratospheric'; also could see her face when I read 'quirks an inquisitive eye'; 'big eyes repressed'; Thank you for such a beautiful share.

                      • L. B. Mek

                        I'm so humbled that you take the time
                        to delve
                        into the inner lining of my word choices
                        what a generous way to support and encourage..
                        I thank you! with utmost sincerity, dear Poet

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