Monday, March 14, 2011

Shamrock Memories

Photo provided by Tess Kincaid
Green food coloring
A heart shaped pan
She baked all day

Shamrock paper hats

Birthday parties  
It was so special to her
A St. Patrick’s day baby
Almost named Patricia
Or so the story went
I can’t ask her about any of it now
I can’t thank her for all she did
My memories are clouded
Pleading
No more green cakes
This is my first birthday without her
She is with her Irish parents
Artists and Sea captains
Celtic seafaring folk

Readying the way for the rest of us 

25 comments:

Kathe W. said...

oh I know how you feel- all the mother memories came flooding back to me with your poem- my mom didnt bake- but boy could she organize a great party! Thanks!

Kim Nelson said...

Sweet sentiments here... and a little sorrow, too.

anthonynorth said...

But left with lovely memories. They can sustain.
Beautifully done.

120 Socks said...

The first birthday without a card that says from Mom is always the hardest.

Marilyn said...

Such beautiful words in memory of your mother. So very beautiful.

Brigid said...

Such a lovely bittersweet post, Kirsten. My dear mum loved St Patricks Day as well and I will think of her fondly on Thursday.

Jingle said...

heartfelt emotions, eloquent delivery.

Tumblewords: said...

My darling mother, long gone and sorely missed, baked green cornbread for St. Patrick's day thinking her children would be happy. My brother said 'yuck' and refused to eat it. I think of her daily. Your poem is painful and exquisite, too!

Arian Tejano said...

the true heart of a mother is illuminated in this piece. thanks :)

lightverse said...

This was so lovely, but it sounds like it might have been difficult for you to write, given the burst of emotion the image brought on. Beautiful!

Tess Kincaid said...

Bittersweet memories. Peace to you, my friend.

Nanka said...

Beautiful reminiscences!! Some sweet some sad!!

....and my daughter too was born on St Patrick's day!!

Helen said...

Kristen, this is beyond words beautiful!

Jinksy said...

Glad imissed the green cakes - I was botn on March 16th! LOL

Kristen Haskell said...

Happy Birthday to all my St. Pat's eve and day friends. I am turning 44 this Thursday!

Martin H. said...

Very moving post, well written.

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honeyhaiku said...

Beautifully bittersweet Reflection of memories can be the light, in the dark when facing loss.

~T~ said...

We don't know what we've got 'til it's gone. Will you bake yourself a green cake?

Shari Sunday said...

Happy Birthday, Kristen. My aunt always made a special birthday cake for everyone. Now my daughter creates the most fantastical creations. And they usually taste good, too. I am touched by your mother's heart shaped green cakes.

Arts Web Show said...

St Patricks day?. Break out the guiness. lol
Great poem Kristen. mind the leprechauns

Lucy Westenra said...

Your poem so reminded me of my Gran.

Donna B said...

WOW! You have been working hard on your blog! I like the new look and I love your tender poem about your Mom. Well done all around!

Carrie Burtt said...

A lovely poem and tribute to your Mother.

Kavita said...

Aahh... lovely delicious memories.. they can bring tears to one's eyes though... But I'm sure it's these memories that'll inspire to create many more...

Such a beautiful tribute this is, Kristen...

signed...bkm said...

Beautiful and I am sure is waiting with open arms for her dear ones....bkm