Martin Swords

Rookie (9th December Nineteen Fifty / Tiglin, Wicklow, Ireland)

A Poppy Season - Poem by Martin Swords

She is a Welcome Home
A room full of people.
She is an egg neatly broken
A Roulade sweetly rolled.
She is a lost recipe

She is her mother
At her mothers knee.
She is the Deb with the frizzy hair.
She is first to cry
And first to laugh.
She is the woman from the Meals on Wheels

She is a wet dog in a blanket
A long walk by the waters edge.
She is a silver rosary
A Hail Queen of Heaven.
She is a missal of memorial cards
A future firmly rooted in the past
In Birth, in Life, in Death,
She is unafraid

She is the mother of two sons, and a husband
She is Mam, but never Mummy
She is busy when there is no need
Is tired too often
She is the strong stem
She is a Poppy in a window


Comments about A Poppy Season by Martin Swords

  • Rookie - 0 Points Jasmin Whyte (8/27/2009 6:05:00 PM)

    seeing as you asked.... the lines

    'She is Mam, but never Mummy'

    and

    'She is busy when there is no need
    Is tired too often'

    really spoke to me of 50's Ireland. Well done, a fine poem indeed and a loving tribute (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 390 Points Marie Shine (7/17/2009 1:56:00 PM)

    Martin, this is a beautifully composed tribute to your wonderful partner in life.
    The pride you feel in your dear wife shows through in a very loving composition and she must be both thrilled and delighted to be so highly valued and appreciated.
    Well done Martin!
    A very well deserved 10 from me.
    Thank you for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 40 Points Ashraful Musaddeq (9/19/2008 1:11:00 PM)

    A lucidly composed wonderful poem with beautiful imagery,10 for it. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 9 Points Kathleen West (8/29/2008 3:39:00 AM)

    A fine poem to your sweetheart, she sounds wonderful! I enjoy your poems. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 10 Points Colin J... (9/1/2007 3:20:00 PM)

    She would be welcome at my door...
    lovely...
    Colin J... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 1, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, April 4, 2011


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