Early Hold

grayscale photo of newborn baby

Photo: Zaid Abu Taha on Pexels.com

 

She is early in birth

And early in breath,

Independent in all.

She’s come forth barely cooked

But is here even so

Stubbornly grabbing hold

Ravenous in her howls,

In a world just a tad

Unprepared

For her life-hungry spirit

And determined

Big soul.

 

 

[Dedicated to all the little ones who arrive exactly at the right time … for them. … and to all who work with them, to make it the best possible time and outcome.]

 

For the dVerse Poetry Challenge: Early in 44 words

 

Grace’s Embrace

Nicaragua3 InbarAsif

Photo: Inbar Asif

 

What grace allowed

Through ocean’s sigh

And earth’s old core

That plumed near by,

Embraces life

In all that die.

 

For the Ragtag Monday Prompt: Grace

 

Life, Simplified.

draw a baby

Photo: King College, London

 

“It’s not hard,” she said. “Here, I’ll show you.”

“You make a circle …” she demonstrated. “Then you make eyes and mouth and little bit of hair and hands and legs. See?”

She held the drawing up to show me. Lines for arms and legs sprouted out of the crooked circle ‘head,’ topped by a few smaller lines of a sparse mohawk.

“Then,” she planted the paper back on the table, “you go to the hospital and the doctor makes magic and it’s a baby.”

 

 

For The Daily Post