Miracle

Photo by Kaipullai(கைப்புள்ள)

Photo by Kaipullai(கைப்புள்ள)

I need a miracle.

I will have to jump into the deep ocean

of uncertainty.

Will you be there to catch me?

Will you?

I will have to fall back, arms spread wide.

Will you be there to catch me?

Will you?

Soon I will jump, I will fall.

Please catch me.

Will you?

 

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Hawk

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Hawk

Soaring above the treetops,

The very image of grace.

Suddenly, sharply, diving, diving,

Legs reaching, feathers flipping,

Talons spread, closing over prey.

This is poem that I wrote when I was twelve years old. I included it in a writing assignment called the “Me Book” written when I was 16. I recently pulled it out to show to my kids and thought it would be fun to post it.

 

Photo By Steve Jurvetson (Flickr) [CC-BY-2.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0)], via Wikimedia Commons

Love

mother and child

Love

Giddy, rosy cheeked and ripe with child
She laughs, cries, sings
As if she carried the entire universe within her womb

Slender feminine fingers
Caress the orb that is a child
Loving and being loved

Soft tender-hearted mama
Nursing a sweet downy babe
Face baptized in pain, reborn in mother-love

(This poem was originally published by me on Poetry.com and then chosen to be published in Poetry.com’s yearbook. I’ve never seen it, but they tell me it’s there.)