You struggled for a lifeline
-- I stretched out,
but a surge delivered you
like driftwood into mist.
Lost in a sea of suckling mothers,
bereft -- I ache to cradle you
and clutch your blue blanket
against my engorged breasts.
------- Author's Notes -------
For the lady who poured out her heart to me about the baby she lost.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|barb (22.214.171.124) -- Thursday, July 13 2006, 06:49 pm|
This is a touching ,compassionate write.That lady was lucky to have you to talk to.
|Mc (126.96.36.199) -- Thursday, July 13 2006, 11:03 pm|
Barb's comment. You must be earning your wings, Cap. =) Lovely poem.
|Capricorn (188.8.131.52) -- Monday, July 17 2006, 09:01 am|
Barb and MC ~ your comments mean a lot to me
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