To My Mother's Memory (The Drop Of A Feather) Comments

The bird at last flew away leaving behind a helpless chic gifting her a colourful feather. Marvellous poem describing the last minutes of a dear life. A tribute filled up with emotion

Part- 2 Oh! The eyeballs suddenly turned upwards, And her mouth, slightly opened to let out the breath It is a great tribute to your mother. Thanks for sharing here.

Part - 1 The love and affection, care and stare of a mother is unforgettable. The death of mother gives her children a great shock. I lost my mother at the age of sixteen, I know how painful the moment of mother' s passing by. You have so touchingly and vividly inscribed this blue poem regarding your mother aptly. Here I want to quote some lines. Her benevolent eyes fixed on my face for once, Did a smile fleet across that pallid face?

All stanzas in this magnificent write stand out. Superb imagery. Superb poem.10 and on to my Poem List.

A poignant write yet so beautiful. Each and every word touches the core of the heart. So vividly depicted as if I witnessed a peacefull passing away of a dear mother. Yet, beyond this scene, it captures the inherent love between a mother and daughter. A love that could never be conquered even the greatest of all storms.

valsa, i wondered seeing the title, then confirmed reading the poem, that it bears some striking similarities to my poem, how faint and elusive... i'm reminded again that in our shared experience as human beings we see around the world the appearance again and again of what carl jung called archetypes. -glen

You painted your mother's passing so vividly and it aroused feelings of loss and grief. Written so poignantly. Beautiful, I was deeply touched!

All else on earth may vanish but the memories of mother will forever remain........Valsa.......none could forget mother's dear, sweet face always aglow with love, hope and happiness.............very delicately crafted....every word brings tears...........I am touched.....

May God bless you and Heaven smile upon you Valsa for this extremely touching poem. I too lost a mother in March of 2011. She is still very much fresh in my memory because I too was with her in her passing. I was very contented to be with her as she was taking her last breath. I did not think I would have been able to withstand it but God gave me the strength and courage to do it. Oh how I loved her so! She was only lent to me by God so I had to let her go. A very thoughtful write.

as one who has witnessed the moment of passage many - too many- times, the unmistakeable signs here are that the feather didn't drop to the ground. rather, wafted and lifted by that wind that never stops blowing...never...it soared home, where it waits for you to stop by and visit, Valsa.

I never felt myself so empty-handed after reading any poem...just like i'm feeling now...It has stirred something in me, some pain, the presence of which is the sign of life, it keeps me alive...; back in 1997, and 2010, i saw the same scene in the same room........as a mother is a universally shared relation, this pain is mutually felt and shared too...! ! ! just a sigh! ! !

this poem brought tears to my eyes, Valsa Mam. I understand how painful this situation would have been to you, as today even the slighest imagination of my mom not being with me, brings shiver down the spines. Beautifully written and i would say u were lucky to be with her during her last breath, which not every child gets.

Though sad and touching, the depth of your love and respect is shining through.The symbolism and imagery of those ending lines is a great final touch

Valsa, I agree with Charles. This should have been a beautiful, unforgettable moment shared by the both of you. Many miss the opportunity of seeing their loved off- and bidding them goodbye in such a peaceful fashion. May you cherish those moments forever. I personally missed the opportunity to embrace such sacred moments, but was informed of the circumstances that surrounded my mother’s passing. Several attending nurses saw her spirit, as a mist, leave her body- floating out of the hospital window and going upward. It’s amazing how it resembles your mom’s exit. I enjoyed the poem, though very sad and touching, it was insightful. Thank you for sharing it.

Very beauitiful and poignant poem. The life of a mother captured in her last moments by a beloved daughter. Elizabeth

I am profoundly touched by this sorrowful sad and yet beautiful poem.Well done and thank you very much

So sad! It's really painful to lose the dear and near one.I'm feeling the pain. Touched my heart too much.

When the soul departs from the body, it is a shocking experience to the people who are watching it. very sad moment of life. I feel sad!

not given to theatrics.....i was so touched by this beautiful poem.... the love bond so intense and it broke in your awesome lines without a whimper.... you have done a great service to the family unit and ties with this poem loved reading it...will just have to read again...brings back memories of past pain and anguish.... kudos Valsaji..... blessings