#gestation
Bright, burn and crackle,
Snap, burst and flame,
A wet log tossed upon,
Sparks a firefly game.
Marshmallow torches
Sticky finger's taste,
Butter kisses sugar sweet,
Slows the summer’s haste
Sing songs and hum a longs,
Lovers search for clues,
Naming constellations naked,
Each dark a rendezvous.
Last late night, the waves, the stars,
At dawn the sun is shy,
Salty teardrop promises,
Heart's hope, hands held, a sigh.
Jan 31, 2016
Jan 31, 2016 at 4:06 PM UTC
Lauren has returned from her doc
with a portrait of the future
engraved on her spirit.
A collation of sonic pings
etched on a computer screen
reveal her new legacy
lying supine in an amniotic cradle
limbs and digits outstretched -
reaching for tomorrow.
Hands and feet to
touch and navigate the earth.
Inquisitive eyes and ears
to map and explore
the wonders of the universe.
Emergent life suspended today
within a mother's womb
but destined for future liberty.
October 11, 2015
Oct 11, 2015
Oct 11, 2015 at 3:47 PM UTC
Impregnation
Inevitably results in conception
You are prolific,
And I, so very fertile.
The gestation period varies
I, heavy with creation
Give birth to words.
Our children delight us
One day, they too
Will speak, and seed.
Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 10:08 AM UTC