Warriors
- poems4tomorrow
- 6 days ago
- 1 min read
They tell me they dreamed
I was Viking Mama
riding Golden Sparkle Dragon,
wielding an ax, in a golden robe
and chainmail dress I hovered above,
unleashing fury upon those
who would hurt them,
upon those who would deny them
the right to be anything
but their Self.
They tell me I spoke
like an Ancient Goddess
but to them my words were soft,
To them my voice was comfort,
my hair flowing long, my eyes
still looking long into theirs,
like on earth but in the dream
my eyes were blazing flames.
They tell me they knew
Warrior Mama would fly
to them, would fight for them
would protect them
fiercer than any other
brighter than Golden Sparkle Dragon
flashing through
a fiery night sky.
I tell them my love for them
is like the dawn
always rising
always reaching higher
overcoming any obstacle
together, My Warrior Child
beside me, our dragon carrying us
into brilliant light
Resilient, Triumphant
as rainbows.
Stacie Eirich is a mother of two and author. Her book, Hope Like Sunlight (Bell Asteri Publishing, 2024), is an illustrated memoir in poetry, prose and art of her family’s journey to a cure for their child from brain cancer. All proceeds from the book benefit St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital & Ronald McDonald House. Her poems have recently been published in The Amazine, The Bluebird Word and Synkroniciti Magazine. She lives in Texas with her family. www.stacieeirich.com
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