Great Mother Poem by Eric Cockrell

Great Mother

Rating: 2.8


Great Mother...
ecstasy dance;
inside the fur of the wolf,
the wings of the hawk

small ants on infinite journeys,
turtles moving to earth time.
water wrapping around rocks,
old tree leaning with time.

blood, sweat, passion's fluids,
the pulse of a cold mountain.
thunder and lightning, clouds hang,
the taste of flesh lingers...

naked by the fire, shadows
on the walls of the cave....
chanting, humming, praying....
with hands bruised and grateful.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Amber Roser 15 April 2012

.. with hands bruised and grateful. What a spectacular line/image, just amazing.

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Patti Masterman 26 August 2011

Your verses always deliver such a punch, of art and class and aiming high..never disappointed by your writing!

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Allemagne Roßmann 26 August 2011

Great poet of Mother Nature you are Sir.Superb write.

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Dave Walker 26 August 2011

Another great poem. I really don't Know how you do it. My new one Is called' indian man. It's a lot shorter Than i do, so your opinion would count For a lot.

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