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Mary Virginia Botten

About Mary Virginia Botten

Mary Virginia Botten has enjoyed writing poetry for many years and turns to it even more during difficult times of life. At ten years old, she was stunned when her poem was displayed on the classroom wall.

She is married with two grown sons and has lived in Kent (The Garden of England) her whole life. She loves writing, reading, walking her dog, yoga and most definitely spending time with family and friends. Her favorite places to be are amongst the mountains in Switzerland/Austria or walking a stretch of the South West Coast Path.

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Poems by Mary Virginia Botten

Fragile World
- Published: October 2022
An Uncertain Future

in Environment Poems

Moving together, we pass through time,
Step by step, no reason nor rhyme.
Pondering on our existence here,
For nothing is certain, nothing is clear.

Moving together, we pass through time,
Step by step, no reason nor rhyme.
Pondering on our existence here,
For nothing is certain, nothing is clear.

There are cracks in our foundations, cracks in our base,
This eroding, fragile world in which we are placed.
Immeasurable repairs are needed to restore
Our amazing earth that we should adore.

I feel we are breaking in every which way,
Moral fibres stretched thin and beginning to fray.
We have the gift of a life, a planet too,
Treasured by many but sadly too few.
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Accepting One Another
- Published: November 2021
Accepting Differences

in Compassion Poems

We are not the same,
Not in creed, in colour or name.
Yet together we inhabit this earth,
We should value each other's worth.

We are not the same,
Not in creed, in colour or name.
Yet together we inhabit this earth,
We should value each other's worth.
Understanding we won't always agree,
For you are you and I am me.
Show no prejudice, exhibit no hate,
No animosity, no arguing, only debate.
Different opinions, different ideas,
A tapestry of people with a range of hopes and fears.
In essence we are one,
Sharing the same earth, moon and sun.
We share a common ground,
Laughter, tears, feelings profound.
Yet we won't always agree,
For you are you and I am me.
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Thank you, Silas, for your comment. I am pleased my poem resonates with you.

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Family Foundations
- Published: April 2021
Saying Goodbye To A Childhood Home

in Home Poems

There is a sold sign on the lawn,
In front of the house where I was born.
Our family home where roots run deep,
With connections to cherish, to hold, to keep.

There is a sold sign on the lawn,
In front of the house where I was born.
Our family home where roots run deep,
With connections to cherish, to hold, to keep.
So many memories etched within,
Though the images are fading, growing dim.
A tie remains, a bond never to break,
The time we shared not wishing to forsake.
Not wanting to let go of the hand we once held,
In a lifetime that belonged to another world.

Empty echoes in empty rooms,
Void of existence, silence in the gloom.
Clearing the house has been a difficult task,
Removing the possessions of our parents' past.
The heart and soul of the house had gone,
It remains just a memory, a distant song.
It is with mixed feelings that I bid farewell,
To our childhood home, now just an empty shell.
Part of our spirit will always belong,
Just like the chords of that distant song.
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I'm so glad you commented on one of my poems, as it has led me to your own poems, which I thoroughly enjoyed. I very much like the photo you have put on your site and hope that one of these...

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Missing Mum
- Published: January 2021
My Feelings After The Loss Of My Mother

in Mother Death Poems

With every beginning there has to be an end.
It's simple, so why can't I fathom it, comprehend?
No words can describe how much you are missed.
They are not in the dictionary; they simply don't exist.

With every beginning there has to be an end.
It's simple, so why can't I fathom it, comprehend?
No words can describe how much you are missed.
They are not in the dictionary; they simply don't exist.
Every day without you is as difficult as the last.
In my head I am shouting, "Move on, stop living in the past."
The constant ticking of the clock as time moves by,
We don't stand still in time, you and I.
Even with that knowledge, I still stumble through,
Knowing this would happen, without any doubt I knew.
I struggle with the concept you are no longer here.
After witnessing your final days, death holds a certain fear.
I know you will be happy; it's what you wanted most,
To free yourself from a failing body, setting free its shackled host.
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A Sad Goodbye
- Published: October 2020
Losing Mother During Lockdown

in Mother Death Poems

What end to life is this?
Five months without physical contact, without a kiss.
So many promises unable to fulfil,
Summer walks in the garden, a Mother's Day meal.

What end to life is this?
Five months without physical contact, without a kiss.
So many promises unable to fulfil,
Summer walks in the garden, a Mother's Day meal.
Promising with every call,
Things would improve, we'd still do them all.
There will be a time when we could take her out,
Half believing, half shadows of doubt.
The decline was unmistakable,
Like watching in slow motion someone fall.
Her withdrawal was evident to see,
Frustrated by her growing dependency.
She tried so hard to hold together,
But this storm intolerable to weather.
"We're all in the same boat,"
One of Mum's favourite quotes.
Yet her boat was sinking fast,
Fear, unsustainable, a knowledge this couldn't last.
Granted a tiny fraction of her final days,
To hold her hand, to fight back tears and pray.
This ending will be so hard to overcome,
The circumstances in which we lost our mum.
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Mary Virginia Botten
2 years ago

I echo all the stories that have gone before mine. It's amazing, it's moving, it's a poem written with so much feeling and depth. Family should be everything - supportive, comforting, trustworthy, honest, loving, I could go on and on. The pain of loving then feeling deceived is so hard to overcome. I am so pleased I stumbled across your poem, now in my favourites, thank you.

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Mary Virginia Botten
2 years ago

Thank you, Silas, for your comment. I am pleased my poem resonates with you.

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Mary Virginia Botten
3 years ago

Thank you, Ann, for your kind words, really appreciated. I will endeavour to write something on my bio to accompany my photo taken on Bude beach, North Devon.

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Mary Virginia Botten
3 years ago

What a lovely poem, so true, so touching, yet a comfort to read.

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Mary Virginia Botten

About Mary Virginia Botten

Poems by Mary Virginia Botten

Fragile World

Accepting One Another

Family Foundations

Missing Mum

A Sad Goodbye

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