Where were you when you started to actually write the poem? And please describe the place in great detail. I was living in a 2-storey townhouse overlooking a lake and my bedroom had a balcony that faced the water upstairs, it was a warm day and the sliding door was open while I lay on top of my bed listening to music and watching the sun on the water.
How many drafts of this poem did you write before going to the final? There were no more than 2 drafts , the words when they did come came easily.
Which part of the poem was the most emotional of you to write and why? All of the poem was emotional and I remember vividly crying throughout writing it, the part where I hear myself yelling at her not to steal my loved ones away and then the realization that she doesn’t hear me. It was a feeling of invisibility and that I had no say in a matter that could in my mind potentially break me.
Has this poem been published before? And if so where?
Anything you would like to add? My mother died over 28 years ago from Breast Cancer at age 42 , the only dreams I have of her she is unaware of my presence.
The song always said not to worry
I must have seemed that I didn't think that was the case.
I'm sure its still in my eyes and written on my face.
You could search this earth all over and she would never be found.
She stands there barely seeing me the path to her is steep.
I see her hands in theirs I know there's something she is trying to hide.
I hear myself yelling at her I hear myself to her say .
It's bad enough the things you already stole from me
She doesn't seem to care
Never have I heard her voice again…….
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