IWD2026 - Acrostic poem for my mother

I  could not think of a single women

that could hold all the power given

from mother to grandmother and the great grandmother

I only know from portraiture


I could not form a single thought

that would honour the strong women

documented on family tree

spirit strong, family strong, men gone


The mother nature sings to me

giving much beauty and honesty

that lands with words, flies with breath

revealing life and death


MOTHER acrostic for Claire Rose


Many a long day in the garden

Only to have the bugs eat the leaves

The snails squashed underfoot

Her hair held back with cotton

Everyday was care and creation

Revealed in worn hands and quick wit



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