Creative Expressions #12: Abandoned – My Mother


Image: Caerlynn Nash

My mother went to the shops. Said she’d only be a minute.

I was five.

I waited and waited.

Still I wait.

When you are five and afraid you stay where you are left. At least I did.

I was hungry, upset, my mother always came back.

But this day nothing like that happened.

A policeman came and took me to Aunty Beth’s.

I stayed with Aunty Beth, I watched the street each day, hoping.

I still hope for there is no word of what happened.

While hope exists you hang on to it.

I refused to believe that I was abandoned.

My mother was not like that.

In recent years I have explored the possibility that she was taken, that my abandonment was forced on me and not one of choice.

The police have nothing despite their best efforts.

It means I wander the earth with this awful sense of loss. Every child needs a mother and I am thankful to Aunty Beth who did what she did out of love and a sense of sorrow that her sister had abandoned her child.

One day I know there will be closure for me.

But thirty years on I still sleep with her photo beside me.

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21 Responses to Creative Expressions #12: Abandoned – My Mother

  1. Sad and haunting. Nice piece. It reminds me a bit of my current read: “Leaving Time” by Jodi Picoult.

  2. ladyleemanila says:

    So sad. Hope there’s a closure soon. Nice post, Michael 🙂

  3. mandy smith says:

    This poem evokes such sadness, Michael. The story is real for so many. Thank goodness for the Aunty Beth’s out there.

  4. Wow, this was very powerful.

  5. morgaine620 says:

    You expressed that feeling of loss very powerful 🙂

  6. Very sad, I can picture the who.e scenario 😞

  7. John Yeo says:

    A very sad post Michael~ So much tragedy exposed in a few words ~ Thank God for the carers in every sense of the word. Auny Beth is a gem.

  8. RoSy says:

    Oh – how sad.
    Thank God for those who take over where moms (or dads) leave off.

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