Mother by Tricia Marcella Cimera

Child, by Janis Rozentāls (Latvia). 1897.

mother
 
mother it’s getting late
death has come
 
mother give me to her
go on your way
 
mother   the forest is dark
no more day
 
mother   death is here
our time is             done

Tricia Marcella Cimera

This poem was written as part of the Ekphrastic Halloween surprise challenge.
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Tricia Marcella Cimera will forever be an obsessed reader and lover of words. Look for her work in these diverse places: Buddhist Poetry Review, The Ekphrastic Review, Foliate Oak, Fox Adoption, Hedgerow, I Am Not A Silent Poet, Mad Swirl, Silver Birch Press, Stepping Stones, Yellow Chair Review, and elsewhere.  She has a micro collection of water-themed poems called THE SEA AND A RIVER on the Origami Poems Project website.  Tricia believes there’s no place like her own backyard and has traveled the world (including Graceland).  She lives with her husband and family of animals in Illinois / in a town called St. Charles / by a river named Fox.