Mother Still Grieves Poem by Floyd Zimmerman

wow thats good but at the same time a pretty harsh reminder for that mother

A reference to the Moors Murders? I'm not too happy about 'remoted greens' as a phrase, but as a whole this is a good piece. The use of assonance, rather than precise rhyme, is interesting, and well done.

Hi Floyd - This is a very emotive poem referring very poignantly to an incident in British History 'The Moors Murders' when four children were abducted, murdered and buried in unknown graves on Saddleworth Moor near Manchester, England in 1963 - 64. The body of Kieth Bennet (12) has never been recovered, The poem is excellent in its form, metre and rhyme. The subject is horrific 'A chilling scream' 'A haunted dream' in verse one. In verse two 'The lost boys' bones whisper' 'I want my mummy - I want to go home - I'm scared of the dark - and the moors are cold'. My brother was killed in a car accident (1965) when he was 16 and my mother spoke about him every day for the next 40 years. The love of a Mother for her Child is the apex of human love. A very singular poem well deserving of a MAX on all counts. Yours in poetry - JOHN

a touching poem, it is dressed in Sadness Mother never foreget her children, she suffers their absence; her soul is torn and her heart bleeds... the Mother still grieves; in spite of her closed eyes, her heart is awake all nights the Mother still grieves; in spite of her fake smiles, her soul is torn in dark and light PeaCe/////////////////////////////////////////

Floyd the structure and content of this verse show a mature understanding of poetry - - the subject is a difficult one to approach but you have presented it with it's needed pathos and appeal - - very well done - 10 plus from Fay..

A son, putting his mother's shoes! ! ! I can hug you the tightest, Floyd. You make all mothers the understanding we need. Well written.

Beautiful poem moving, very well written. Interesting and unusual subject matter. He is doing the great impression. (10v.) Thank you. Greetings. Maria Barbara Korynt

this is a very deep reflective piece to a true story. as a mother i know that the worst thing imaginable is the loss of a child. i don't know if i would be able to sleep much less continue with my life after such a tragedy. i would always be haunted by the voice of my child ringing through my mind as well as involuntary thoughts of my childs lasts thoughts, was he afraid, did he feel any pain and did he call out for me. chilling but well written floyd jen

Poignant poetry and a deep touching theme. Loved it. CP

Never to be found, forever to sleep Alone on the moors a lost boy weeps......Oh, God so horrified and true tale.. how mother can sleep with bad memories.. after al she is divine mother anotehr name for the God... i really liked and thw way you have put it into words....10 read mine o, mohter, , , mother in all forms... mom i mis you... mom i still cry today... mother and i wept...(just references)