Thursday, 8 October 2015

Birth!



A tunnel
Long and windy
Darkness engraved
Pressing silence
Whispers
A furtive nexus, or
An ominous swear


Caged in,
my kicks, Feeble
my shrieks, Futile
wonder
if can permeate
those dense walls


Tender tapping
The sweet croon
A mellifluous voice
Vectors of assurance
Threats lifted


A sudden flush
All illuminated, white

One holds,

The emollient touch
One kisses,
Welcome note shared
One calls,
"You are mine"


I recognize
that Voice and that One
The cool gentle wind murmurs - 
"Mom"


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17 comments:

  1. Interesting development of the central idea through the use of the given words. I like the final stanza.

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    1. Thanks for the kind words, Kerry!

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  2. being born is beautiful .... miss pie https://pieceofpie.wordpress.com/2015/10/08/probably-so/

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    1. Indeed it is...Thanks for stopping by, Pieceofpie!

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  3. Oh this is so lovely. I, too, especially love the closing stanza.

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    1. Thanks for inspiring, Sherry! I'm learning.

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    1. You had never been miser with words, Sanaa! Thanks for stopping by.

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  5. Ah, sweet! The commingled voices lovely. k.

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    1. A pleasure to have those comments, Outlawyer! Thanks.

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  6. The c last stanza is so beautiful and tender...loved it... :-)

    You have become very irregular..isn't it? This post is almost a month old... :-)

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    1. Thanks Maniparna! You really got it right, very irregular these days....some sort of lag, though I keep scribbling but nothing concrete, so to say. I'll surely have to rise from this slumber. Thanks for visiting!

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  7. Very interesting post here. Thanks for sharing.

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  8. Very interesting post here. Thanks for sharing.

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