To Mom

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    To Mom

     It's a different kind of day in the moonlight
    It's a different kind of night with the stars dimmed down
    The wind is my gray cat moving in the shadows
    Reaching out her paw to touch my hair 
    In a different kind of time I walk where my grandfather walked
    Across his land in the moonlight 

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    toredbloodink commented on To Mom

    04-15-2017

    As I read this I was thinking of my mom.... I miss her and I probably didn't get the message or see the point of To Mom.... Redboodink
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    gailkindler

    04/15/2017

    It's kind of obscure. I usually just number my poems rather than title them, however my Mom has loved the farm and her Dad who settle here and built the house. The poem is sort of about family continuity which would please my Mom if she were still alive.

    toredbloodink

    05/02/2017

    Well no matter what the reader sees the writer always knows the true meaning... Peace and love

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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