Weremother
As a young pup
I always ate first
And tailed behind
Mother ever-encouraging
Giving food
Before eating herself
Going without if necessary
Unfailingly cautious and aware
Leading the way
While allowing us the freedom to roam
And now with pups of my own
I have transformed like her
Into a weremother
Eyes wide and ears keen
Never before did I realize
What strong will
And sharp teeth I have
Fiercely protective of my litter
Nurturing their growth
I find myself constantly hungry
Words: ©2019LCR
Image: Transformation. No Claim, All Rights to Artist
Submitted to: Real Toads - The Wolf Mother
Submitted to: Real Toads - The Wolf Mother
I LOVE this! We do become Mother Wolf once we have children. Who knew we were so strong and self-sacrificing?
ReplyDeleteThanks Sherry! This prompt really brought out the wolf in me. :)
DeleteI love your ‘Weremother’, Lori! You’ve captured the essence of motherhood in this poem. I love that you too have referenced Red Riding hood in the lines:
ReplyDelete‘Eyes wide and ears keen
Never before did I realize
What strong will
And sharp teeth I have’.
Yes. All those senses become hyper-aware. I’m looking at that big bad wolf in a new way. :)
DeleteThis is a fascinating read. I love the idea of transforming into a werewolf upon becoming a mother.
ReplyDeleteTeresa from Razzamadazzle
Thanks. One of many changes really.
DeleteThis is really true... mother's become protective, and only then they realize how sharp fangs they have.
ReplyDeleteIndeed! But most times my bark is worse than my bite.
DeleteEven a child-free old geezer like me can recognize the quality of this writing. Well done, Lori!
ReplyDeleteThanks so much Ron. Kindly appreciated.
DeleteA lovely and an awakening poem, Lori. We need always be aware and thankful of the sacrifice mothers make for their babies. Two prongs, one for care and nourishment, the other for their protection. And must also mention for their teaching and training.
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Agreed. Thank you very much.
DeleteGood writing!
ReplyDeleteWell done, Lori!
ReplyDeleteThank you!
DeleteWonderful truth Lori. It is been fascinating watching my kind and gentle daughter-in-law developing her fangs and claws as my grandson, now 6, has made his way more and more into the world. He is now in kindergarten, and everyday wandering among the pack, without her, for extended time daily. Her protective nature grows. I never saw it from quite this perspective with my wife and our children. It was there, but i had a first-person involvement which did not afford me the same level of clarity.
ReplyDeleteIt's amazing how just a little distance can give so much more perspective. Those werefathers and weregrandfathers are pretty amazing too.
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