Splendour Never Escapes
/Steven Ilchev, 2004/
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To the legend of anything and everything legendary and beyond,
The real-life statue of humane interaction breathing from within
And radiating ever so gently from without – the most unselfish
Character in a film called My Life Alive and Kicking,
My creative, inspirational and never deprived of worldly wisdom
Mum… Mums, you are an example of unsurpassed splendour
That simply can't ever escape… don't you dare forget it!
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Feel the poignant sunshine radiating from within the green,
green grass of goodness as you walk upon a lawn
that belies the power of the soil crumbling underneath
your feet as you galvanise every bit of yourself!
Poetry in sliding motion through mountain rivers
cascading towards your unspoilt dreamy eyes like
manoeuvring opalescent dribblers of a game so beautiful
it becomes us
The game of natural splendour questionnaires
you and the green lawn, the emancipated trees...
and the wistful music of hedgerows stretching
for many an unforseen mile...
Splendour never escapes... not when it comes from your
loving self… not when it redefines the immense gentle
strength man could've never learned from anywhere else
but from the versatile you...
Mum, you are a legend in your own right and splendour
never escapes me because of that!
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From your son who terrorises words and language but in a sweet,
sometimes idiotic kind of way, to you, the mum of all mums...
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