I am not dreaming of your footsteps Momma,
I can feel them as you walk, making memories
of who you so desire to be.
I love how you wrote from the inside out ... so to speak. You gave a voice to the voiceless in a way that speaks to the reader and makes the reader feel what can't be said by the voiceless.
I so relate to this write, MarryAnne. I could feel you in there. :)
Will leave a better comment for you tomorrow or this evening, not in the mood of commenting now! And don't want to leave a one-liner for such a creative piece, so...
5 years ago
by Moonlit Candles
This one reminds me of someone who is going to lose their mother. How death tries to encircle her but her little girl doesn't want her to leave. That their are so much more memories to leave. Great job. :)
5 years ago
I'm surprised that the author manage to write about one sensible topic and to me this topic is about abortion. "I'm not dreaming of your footsteps Momma, I can feel them as you walk"
how can the baby not feel them if the baby is inside of her?
I think that this piece is really persuasive and that the sadness and also the hope to live of that baby is there. Actually not hope, the baby is almost certain that his/her mom won't abort him, because the love of a mother for her child can turn the color of bluest of the skies into pink. Blue is often use to symbolize depression or sadness, and pink love. So the baby is begging or rather trying to change his/her mother's mind to not say bye to him/her because he is not ready to say good night... or good bye.. I think the author used good night because of the way she started the poem with dreaming.
I hope my interpretation is close, nonetheless, I enjoyed reading this piece. Well written.
Thank you Noura, Moonlit, Everlasting, Meme, Larry and Liz for reading it :)
It means a lot and I appreciate it greatly!
And the interpretation can be whatever inspires you when you read the poem, but I originally was thinking about abortion, how the baby is sure of his/her's mother's love and that it will not be the end for them.
There are several different interpretations here and I must admit, abortion wasnt one that I was thinking of when I first read it. Though reading it again it certainly does fit the bill. Either way its a heartbreaking piece that you have so beautifully written. The first verse just captivated me and I was undoubtedly mesmerised until the end. I can see clearly why this won. Congratulations, it is well deserved. (:
5 years ago
To be honest, I read this like quite a few times (before it won, and after) .. At first, the first part to me was so magical, yet the second, I felt it was like forced and not enjoyable... and that was because I didn't know what this was truly about. (yeah, I didn't read between the lines :P)
And now, after I truly knew what all of this was about, I salute you dearly.. so dearly.. a standing O, also, for you know how damn much I love the poets who talk about social problems in a marvelous poetic way.
I am comparing now the title: the sky's still pink.. to the theme: abortion... and I'm saying WOW,, this is brilliant.
Way to go MaryAnne!!! please write about social stuff more often because I'm always thirsty for them.... love and broken relationships don't do me any good these days :P
I'm so deeply touched by this piece-
What a unique and precious title- very touching.
The love of a daughter to her mother is elegantly expressed within. A heart touching lay out of unconditional love...
"this love has turned the world into
the color that flushes the skyline now." <----------- love these lines.
Everyone says you can't turn around
at the end of an occupied day,
but it's still pink outside
and you were always called to be
no one else but my Momma." <-------------------- No matter what the bond and support is always there....
Mercy..... the ending is so darn powerful... No matter what the connection and bond is always there...
From start to finish the tears fell while I read this poem- Well done Poet on the Piano
4 years ago
As strange as this may sound, but this poem is one that I always remember.