I offer my cup to you,
sip
sip
sweet-skin child
woman not quite.
I stroke your mind
with
words,
encouraging in their colour.
Your hopeful eyes
hardly blink.
Your body tips forward
floating flowers fill your ears,
l o v e yourself l o v e yourself l o v e yourself
My mother thumbs
gently mould,
I can see
YOU !
Wings sail your soul and your glory a spray of ultra marine
my palms and heart are clean,
my mind a pillow for your fear.
Take your silver coin
my darling,
ride the light be free.
All That Glitters Is Not Gold
it is all just bullshit anyway.....
Your Brain is a Radio that Does What its Told
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Pain goes in, love comes out.
well, come on in. bite. chew. spit.
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Silver Poetry 
Very adorable piece Silver Poetry – so real and human and motherly and touching!
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Thankyou, i was definitely filled with motherly feelings when I wrote it x
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this is sooo beautiful…it’s hit a spot, really has!! “RIDE THE LIGHT BE FREE” – absolutely beautiful line. thank you for this. God bless & lots of love always…
anil
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Thankyou, I feel excited that it spoke to you xxxxx
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Your daughter is a very blessed girl.
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Thankyou, I feel blessed to have my girls..only two out of eight! I was thinking and feeling even more broadly as a 40 year old mother finding myself talking to little girls, teenagers and even in their twenties < , so much compassion, remembering myself my naiveté and wanting them too realise how beautiful they are NOW not have to grow and grow and twenty years on look back and go 'i was so beautiful and doing exactly the right thing for me at the time!
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Silver you write to my momma side…xo
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I knew you’d understand 😉 xxxxxxxxx
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oh so much:)
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I love the image and the words. The figures in your piece cause me to move. They almost reverberate. Thank you for sharing this and for working! Really amazing stuff.
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Thanks! I feel full of gold reading your comment, everything good comes from inside you I am happy to trigger it!!! x
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so beautiful!! thanks for sharing!!
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ThankYOU for reading xx
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This is such a perfect description of motherhood. The sacrifices and worries…the triumphs and the wonder involved in helping someone be who they will be. I imagine you to be one heck of a fantastic mother.
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My love is deep. I have become a better and better mother as the years have gone by. Always had good intentions though, even when I was a flighty child mother in the beginning, and I think the good intentions and passion probably helps balance out my tantrums and confusion 🙂 I can tell that you are a wonderful mummy xx
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You are one of those people who just exude love. 🙂 I was telling a friend about your blog shortly after I found it, and that was what I told him. “I found this wonderful poetry blog, and the lady that writes it seems to exude love”…lol. Everything else is just secondary.
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Well years of seeking and actively addressing the parts of me that are less than loving is getting me closer and closer and more and more connected to the truth…as I see it, that we are at the very core only love! x
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a magnificent psalm, a lullaby ! Thank You !
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Thankyou, I do think I could work more on it and bring an even deeper tone, but it is like a lullaby, maybe to my own soul, to soothe as I watch the little girls fly
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flowers shed beautifully beneath their beds. love love love this piece!
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they do beautiful blossoms, thank you petal
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you are mighty welcomed.
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simply lovely
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Thankyou x
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I especially like the sip/sip.
That made me think of birds in flight alighting at a bath.
You write lovely lovely verse.
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thankyou…i was uncertain about sip sip…but i couldn’t take it out…because you were meant to love it 🙂
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Well, if that was my contribution I am happy to have made it! 🙂
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Beautiful
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thank YOU xxx
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What beautiful wavesXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
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Thanks lovely! xxx
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Beautiful words. Well done!
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Thankyou Gorgeous!
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Wonderful!
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oh THANKYOU xx
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Now I shall think of this when I see a parent allowing their child to be confident in their own selves. To often, I see parents who try to make their children copies of themselves. Excellent work Silver.
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love love love to you x best not to try and clone them, leads to disappointment on the whole!
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Glorious imagery! Thanks so much!
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Oh thank you Judith, for appreciating xxx
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Yes, the images are so rich and so potent. It was as if you took a deep breath before each line and let out a sigh so deep and filled with meaning. The verses are enough and yet they are only a small container of what you could possibly have meant. 😉
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they are the tines mustard seed…you are extremely perceptive, thank you xx
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they are the tiniest mustard seed…you are extremely perceptive, thank you xx
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