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Gary Edward Geraci

 

No longer invisible,
Motherly types: sensible,
Fawning and preening
Over his lines, he's dreaming:
A moment of joy,
Becoming a boy,
"I'm certain to have arrived,"
Taking a curtain, the bow contrived.
Tucked into bed real close
Covers drawn to the nose,
Arms down by his sides,
A smile he hides,
Soft, gentle, love now,
A kiss on each eyebrow.
What's not to be liked
About getting "Likes?"

-Gary Edward Geraci

  • Author: Gary Edward Geraci (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 19th, 2017 23:23
  • Comment from author about the poem: Written deep within the heart is a cavernous craving for love and adoration that only our Maker can fill. We'll try everything in our power, writing poetry too, to try to capture a bit of this heavenly love. How especially loved, a child-like love, we feel when our work gets lots of "Likes." This poem was written with two themes in mind: becoming like a child and motherly love. In my faith tradition, Jesus Christ tells us to become like little children; having a child like love and outlook; mature but like a small child in the way we accept and embrace other human beings, those in authority, those different from ourselves. What does a nonsexual love look like? In my faith tradition, we are taught that there is no marriage in heaven. It follows there must be a greater standard of love for life eternal. Motherly love is often denigrated and diminished in today's society. In my faith tradition, the mother of God, the mother of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, mother Mary, the virginal mother, is a role model exemplar of what it means to love in the fullest degree: a chaste, self giving, self-sacrificing love for her son Jesus and her spouse Joseph. A mother is a nurturer and a comforter, always there even when our best efforts are not "Liked" by others. The month of May is the month of Mary in my faith tradition. It's also the month mothers are celebrated, at least here in the United States. This month marks my own mother's birthday. The message of my poem takes precedence over style and structure. I only try to ryhme and match the number of feet per line.
  • Category: Love
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