Congratulations Witt & AlluraD ~ CafeRg's Splash Mother's Day Poetry Challenge Winners

Rollin Thunder poets, please note these awards are seperate from the Rollin Thunder Mother's Day Poetry Challenge, which the winners here at Rollin Thunder will be announced shortly

Please join me and Congratulate Witt First Place Mother's Day Gifts and AlluraD Honorable Mention Joy Still Blooms in the cafeRg's Splash Poetry Picture Challenge 'A Mother's Love.

Both poems voted and awarded by, you, our Splash Members. Two deserving poets for fine poems.



Mother's Day Gifts
by Witt

Mother's Day Gifts

When I was just a tot
I colored Sunday school pictures
crudely ripped from a story book
and drew outside the lines a lot.
That was your gift on Mother's Day

When I grew a little more
I molded an ashtray out of clay
Mashing and squeezing a mishapped
glob and left a mess on the floor.
That was your gift on Mother's Day

When I could go and shop in my prime
I purchased gaudy bejeweled vases
that sported garish colors tempting
my eyes only from a five and dime.
That was your gift on Mother's Day

When I became independent and free
I lavished you with expensive baubles
and the latest technology like
a state-of-the-art VCR and a brand new TV.
That was your gift on Mother's Day

Now you have reached your years sublime
There are no presents left to give,
you have it all and need nothing more
I shall give you my all my love and time.
That is your gift this Mother's Day.


© 2005 Witt



Joy Still Blooms
by AlluraD

Come along sweet girl child, take my hand,
Mama’s eyes shine from your face.
Let’s wander up the love worn path
That leads to the old home place.

Your Granny made our home here,
It was built on prayer and tears.
She held us up and taught us truth.
She pushed aside her fears.

Though life was hard our wants were few,
She labored tirelessly,
And graced our minds with her belief
In our ability.

As evening dons her violet dress
I see her waiting there.
Her eyes rejoice to see us come,
Face worn and etched with care.

These walls are warped, stick dry now,
As frail as summer’s breath.
But here she smiles, yes she dances,
And eludes the arms of death.

She lives in every memory,
Her treasured dreams my own.
And after me, she’ll live in you.
Joy blooms where love was sown.

© 2005 AlluraD

ConGrats!! Again!

Please Note: A New Challenge will be presented within a couple days for Summer. Please come back to take the Splash Challenge yourself.