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Why, Mother Cave? /poem

Updated on January 10, 2017
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Kenneth has a taste for abstract/prose poetry as well as the comical side of life. His 23-years in the newspaper has served him well.

Mother Cave, my mentor, my solace and solitude
Forgive my weakness, my fear, my defeated attitude.
My sorcerer is gone and so is his spells
That stop the asps and fill our wells.

Mother Cave, your silence now sews one single thread
Your speech, your tone, even now seems to be dead.
The water drips as my feeble trolls sip
To live their hour, their only hour at hourglass' tip.

Mother Cave, my lover is smoke and nameless too
I soaked his touch to my eyes of a day so new.
One turn, one glimpse, he vanished like a dream
I ask you now, was this Dark Ruler's deathly scheme?

Mother Cave, where do I now reign?
My servants are now serpents inflicting their pain.
My gates are all rotting and water is dung
An alien crest hangs where father's name once hung.

Mother Cave, from your unknown womb I came
You gave me life, a name, a raven so tame.
So why are you glaring at me so dry
Do you derive pleasure in seeing me cry?

 Princess cannot reign over loneliness
Princess cannot reign over loneliness | Source

Mother Cave, was I always loyal to you in war and day?
Did I always fall before you suffering from foolish girly ways?
You seem to not hear through stones so harsh
Had you rather know I am dying from a desert march?

Mother Cave, I beeseach you now my mother
I plunge my soul into your years of magic and wonder.
I saw you purge a dragon's nest with only a word
I saw you best a tyrant and made him a hungry bird.

Mother Cave, I never ceased loving you, yes, you
In dark caverns deep, on silken bed I got no sleep.
My satin now is visible rags
My maidens are diseased, worn and spent old hags.

Mother Cave, tell me where I lacked?
Where did I err, what jester did I give back?
What spell was cast toward me?
Open your wells and absorb the rest of me.

Mother Cave, let me float silently downward
Speaking nothing, feeling the past inward.
Settling in darkness quiet
Ne'er feeling the laughter
Ne'er touching your light.

When a princess loves the slumber of complacency, she is becoming the prey of smooth lips telling lies
When a princess loves the slumber of complacency, she is becoming the prey of smooth lips telling lies | Source

© 2017 Kenneth Avery

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      Sakina Nasir 3 months ago from Kuwait

      Great job once again Kenneth! ☺ I just love your poems. You my friend, are so talented and blessed. Have a great day buddy!

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      John Hansen 3 months ago from Queensland Australia

      Another good example of your poetic ability, Kenneth.

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      Chitrangada Sharan 3 months ago from New Delhi, India

      Beautifully expressed and it conveys such deep thoughts and feelings!

      Well done and thank you for sharing!

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      Elijah A Alexander Jr 3 months ago from Washington DC

      If I could only grasp tour meaning of "Mother Cave" I comprehend the complete meaning, brother Kenneth.

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      RoadMonkey 3 months ago

      Everything is just the narrator, the victories and the defeats, even though he/she thought Mother Cave was the source of all. As ever, it all comes from within. Great exposition of that.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 3 months ago from Riga, Latvia

      Just wonderful. Like an adventure and a fairy tale all rolled into one. Loved this.

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      Kenneth Avery 13 days ago from Hamilton, Alabama

      Gypsy Rose Lee,

      "Thank you for your sweet comment. And for all of your thoughts and comments. I dare not take you for granted. You and my followers are All Special Writers and friends."

      Love and Peace to you.

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      Kenneth Avery 13 days ago from Hamilton, Alabama

      Dearest Sakina :)

      "Love your response to this hub. I appreciate you so much, Sakina and every nice word that you have ever said to me."

      Much Love and Peace.

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      Kenneth Avery 13 days ago from Hamilton, Alabama

      Chitrangada Sharan,

      "Thanks so much for your input that makes me feel good enough like improving these hubs. I will not rest until I am blessed with a near-perfect hub."

      God bless you.

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      Kenneth Avery 13 days ago from Hamilton, Alabama

      Hey, John,

      Sorry that I took so long to respond to your comment.

      I have been busy for a few days with my birdhouses,

      news recording via my PC and emailing the copy to

      my friends in a radio station nearby and well,

      writing my hubs.

      I am old, John. And very tired.

      God bless you, Dear Friend.

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      Kenneth Avery 13 days ago from Hamilton, Alabama

      Elijah,

      I think that you have absorbed the meaning.

      It is not tough.

      Peace.

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