A Poem for My Son by Jena Isle
09.21.09
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Nimble , tiny fingers grasp my hand uncertainly.
Logorrhea at its worst , meandering with no destination.
But slowly, measured steps prosper into leaps of certainty.
The wondrous discovery mirrors the joy of the jeweled sky.
The initiation begins with the roll of thunder,
Unrelenting – the grass glistening with sweat and tears.
You stood – a Grecian god, dignified and untarnished,
By the venomous words they spewed and smeared you with.
The cerulean horizon is peppered with pristine clouds
Your wings weary but fluttering triumphantly adrift the loft.
The woven silken thread of words abound anew,
dancing gracefully in the magic tips of your innovative fingers .
The steady staccato of ebony keys echoed in the distance.
Your taps deliberate and winging with enthusiasm
The curtain fell amidst the deafening approval and applause.
You smiled at me amidst the rhapsody of your creative genius.
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About the author: Jena Isle
Jena Isle is a good friend and mentor in the blogosphere. She writes about diverse fields covering Health, Teaching, Parenting, Technology, and she also makes poignant Poetry and Short Stories. Her passion has always been writing. It is her retreat from a headache of a day – her Aspirin. What distinguishes herself from the other writers/bloggers is her unique taste for injecting a motherly and a positive family oriented perspective in her posts. She writes at Gewgaw Writings, Random Thoughts, Clamor of Kalinga, Working Abroad, Little Children, a Campaign for Eradicating Violence on TV Programs Meant for General Patronage, Clinical Chem Explorer, and Jena Isle’s Random Thoughts. Jena Isle also writes at Helium, Triond, and actively participates in the discussions at MyLot.
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Hello Doc Z,
Thanks for featuring me in your prestigious blog. It is an honor. You’ve come a long way in just barely 7 months of blogging and I’m so proud of you. Your significant contribution to the blogging world makes me glad we’ve met at the appointed time – call it serendipity.
And in spite of all these, you remained humble and amiable.
Anak, I wish you more successes in all of your future endeavors. All the best.
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a beautiful and heartfelt poem Jena
I had read a lot of positive comments about Jena. And if she is that caring with her co-bloggers, then, she is definitely more wonderful to her children, I bet.
“The wondrous discovery mirrors the joy of the jeweled sky.”
Hays – only a mother’s love can be this overflowing. Suddenly I miss my mother whose bejeweled poetry was in her embrace and caress. If only memories have enough wattage to keep me warm.
Sayang Madz. Bat ngayon ka lang nagpakita. Papakilala sana kita sa bugtong na anak ni Jen. Ahehehe.
I really love the last part of the poem Mam Jena.
“The curtain fell amidst the deafening approval and applause.
You smiled at me amidst the rhapsody of your creative genius.”
Wow, very touching. I think this is the greatest achievement and joy any mother and parent will always treasure.
I remember watching my babies discover fingers, toes, and the emotive power their grasp had on me.
“Logorrhea at its worst”? LOL – my mother used to say, of Katie, “Oh, you want her to learn to talk, NOW, but give it a few years – you’ll wish you could PAY someone to listen!”
I wonder why such “initiations” can lead to bonding? It never worked for me, though it seems a tried and true technique in fraternities and the military. Me, I just disengage; I feel no loyalty to bullies.
So, another thing we have in common? Our children are musicians? Music, writing – it’s all the language of creation, and a way of touching each others’ souls.
I love this poem, Jen. I’ll have to look and see if I can find two I wrote for Katie years ago. I think you might enjoy those, too. We’re half a world apart, but keep finding so much common ground.
May I ask permission to reply,Doc Z? Roy, thanks. If you only knew how many revisions I’ve done to portray what I really feel…I prefer short stories.
Jan, she is always there for you naman. You might not see her but she’s there, I’m sure. Oo nga, sana si Madz…Bakit naman bugtong na anak?
Elmot, I’m glad you liked the last two lines, those are my favorite lines too. You’re a superb poet yourself.
Holly, you’ve honored me with your presence. All of you guys of course, but having a mother read this too is a joy. I know you perfectly understand what I mean. Our child’s success is ours too.
All the best guys. I hope the good doctor would be well enough soon to comment back. Cheers!
Jena,
I’m back! Thank you for taking my stead. Times had been tough – got sick, then got busy.
Thank you so much for this poem. I am very honored to know such a person like yourself.
Z
Elmot,
True! True!
Z
PS. I might have spammed my own comment section. LOL
Jan,
Your words struck me once again as a lightning shatters a boulder into pieces. Beautiful LJ!
Z
Well said Madz, those comments are true.
Z
Roy,
It is a beautiful poem written with a pure heart.
Z
Jen,
I couldn't think of any other time for us to have met as perfect a timing as when we did seven months ago at MyLot. My writing has matured if not from your guidance. I am overwhelmed by your message and quite frankly, I fumbled with the words to say to you.
My sincerest thank you.
Z
Dear Jen,
I just happened to read your poem. One of the finest way of expressing the real life experience of a mother with his son. The vocabulary is outstanding and the sequencing is superb.
I wish I am able to read your all the articles.
Please keep writing.
With best wishes,
Sincerely yours,
Gopal Shukla
Gopal Shukla,
Jen is indeed a very prolific writer. She can write about anything, but she writes best with her heart. This is just a small example of her creativity expressed to the fullest.
Thank you for the wonderful comment.
Z
Hello GS,
I’m glad that you were able to drop by and leave a comment in spite of your toxic schedule at work. Thanks and more power to you.
Hello Jena
Read your poem. Like all your earlier posts its a superb work that you have done. I envy your vocab and the usage of words in the poem. Hats off to you Jena.
ss
Hi Jena,
You’re very gifted. Not only with literary words and academic intelligence, but with enormous motherly love and instincts. You’ve raised your children alone. Yet they all turned out wonderfully–as adult children you can be proud of. That’s a great achievement every parent would like to achieve.
It’s a brilliantly written poem.
Tasha
Doc Z, may I?
@SS,
Thanks, this coming from a competent educator like yourself is an honor.
@Tasha, what can I say? ehem… now the cat is out of the bag…Okay I take that back. You’re a wonderful parent yourself. Your generous words are enough encouragement for me.
wonderful poem. a true love for your child. a loving parents always see their child's progress and that is the most beautiful experience in this world. to see your children learn and live life. being with them on every single step of the way.
Thank you for dropping by Debi,
Jena found the inspiration for this poem from his son. I was lucky to post this masterpiece here in my website.
Z
I already diged this my firend.
respect
leabs
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nothing like writing a poem for your son that you love. role model work here