For Mom

She is a hot air balloon, her tie downs now gone.

Dad, you grounded her more than we ever knew.

The moment he was gone, so was the weight.

Up, she floated.

At first, such freedom and relief.

Up, she floated.

After months of deep, searing depression, she was finally happy.

Up, she floated.

The happiness grew, but not in a healthy way.

Up, she floated.

Mania.

Up, she floated.

Entering the stratosphere.

Up, she floated.

Too high.

She’s in outer space.

Gone.

photo by Just Us 3 on Flickr

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About mariner2mother

I'm a mother of a very spirited 14 year old son, and a former merchant ship's deck officer. To feed my creative side I take photos and make a very occasional batch of soap. I am also Reiki attuned and am a student of Energy Healing, having used several healing modalities to work on myself and my family.
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10 Responses to For Mom

  1. Arindam says:

    Really nice post. 🙂 You have written this beautifully.

  2. Lenore Diane says:

    M2M, this is beautiful, but I know the pain that comes with these words. You are in my thoughts and prayers, truly.

  3. C... says:

    Great poem. Reminds me of my sister.

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  6. A floating balloon…<3
    This was beautiful, Susan, I'm glad you linked to it.

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