~My Little Alien~

From inside my womb
came hiccups and sneezes and burps
every kick and each move
still turn fresh
in my memory's pain

for months, I wondered who you were
how you'd look

as they placed you
on my newly deflated belly
your fright howled louder than a tempest
in the dark of night

I thought...you must not have liked me
no maternal instinct had I

but it grew quickly...
like ivy on a brick wall
it's tendrils
twining themselves
into the mortar of my soul

oh you adorable little squirm of a worm
with huge questioning dark eyes

your head...shaped like a cylindar
hair standing on end
like a scared alien
plucked unknowing
from another world

your journey too swift and turbulent
pulled from the cramped comfort
of mommy, who nested you safely warm
with her pulsating flesh

with the cruel slap of haste
you were suddenly here
in the glare of this
cold shiny place

and of course...
there were those straange faces
staring at you

its no wonder you cry...
my little alien
~
This poem is dedicated to the loving memory of my firstborn son
Eric Stuart Piercey
August 25, 1969 to July 8, 2000
Today would have been his 33rd birthday
may he rest in eternal peace