I am honored to be featured on Brave and Reckless
I am more than breath or bones.
I am the Melungeon veins
of my many great-grandmothers
as they run through the coal mines
of West Virginia into Kentucky and Tennessee.
I am more than breath or bones.
I am my mother’s and grandmother’s blood
flooding the snow melt rivers
of Appalachia.
I am more than breath or bones.
I am my mother’s iron ore,
her steel torn from the hollows
among the mountains of West Virginia
in the time of the Great Depression.
I am more than breath and bone,
I am the centrifuge
of history and heritage
of spirits and earth
of women who held
up mountains
for their children.
I am more than breath and bone.
We, my foremothers and I,
mother the culmination
of the next generations
to hold up the sky,
the sun, the stars, the moon
for their children.
I am a retired teacher, enjoying…
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Loved this.
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Thank you!
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This poem is spectacular. What a celebration of motherhood and the grit of Appalachia.
D
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Thank you for your kind words, Devon.
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You are most welcome and I look forward to reading more of your work. D
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Thank you
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