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Open Poetry #49

Laura

Redstart
Senior Member

since 2014-05-16

Posts 535

0 posted 2016-09-03 02:30 PM

In a shrunken-world reality,
I lived the anticipation
with shirt-quivering, ruby beats.
She played a waiting game,
careless to her imminent genesis;
stalling her arrival
through your wincing, stifled tunes.

I wiped the damp-haired,
not-quite-a mother drops
from your oscillating brow.
Your pain:
The bitter aperitif
to a meal of twinned euphoria.

Your gift:
My elevation to the plain
of the eternally grateful;
our reason for the unification
at the casual-chance,
convergence of destinies.

Like an eager trip seeker,
I broke the phial for the man
between your legs.
As he stitched,
your pain was gone.

You held her with
your hard-earned, mother eyes,
then held her out to me
as it rushed over, and through me:
A tsunami of emotion;
a sweeping sense of wonder.

Elizabeth

Moderator

Member Ascendant

since 1999-06-07

Posts 6871
Minnesota

1 posted 2016-09-03 03:38 PM

No experience is quite like the birth of a child....very well written, Redstart!

[This message has been edited by Elizabeth (09-03-2016 09:01 PM).]

JerryPat2
Member Laureate

since 2011-02-06

Posts 16975
South Louisiana

2 posted 2016-09-03 06:26 PM

Had to be a wonderful, if experiencing sadness for her pain, delivery.

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