Squirming body pulsating pushing contracting
Doused
Lukewarm water shares space with beads of sweat
Smiles grimace through drips
Eyes dart for courage
For clocks, daylight, trees breathing in the after thoughts of summer
Uniforms smile
Comforting words thrown futile against the wall of regret
'i want to go home! ' is thrown in useless hope
That the pain may lessen
Alleviate
Be passed on to the man she holds responsible in her moment of desperate
Mind loss
Pride is gone
All she wants is to squeeze through the taunt tunnel of Hell
A greedy inhalation of gas
Softens the edges
Weakens the memory
That she was pathetically sprawled pon the platter
Lain to launch
Swearing ne-er to return
But
Here she is
Yet again
With the sordid memories and reality
Dancing the bitter twisted vine
For one last time
As she waits for her mini princess
Who slops in the water
Undignified as a new born heffa
Is washed and raised
Barely a tear from that glorious
Infant face
And all the pain is gone
Only joy remains....
A nice description of conflict in conjugal life and how we find consolation and peace in our children. Nice poem
Water is a significant proportion of the human body constituent and water here is symbolic of life as it gives birth what the poem delineates.I hope the mini princess is ok with you.Wonderful poetry hereby.
A tumult of pain and emotion, history personal each one different and vowed to be the last, lovely mix of raw anguish and serene adoration and maddened regret. Great stuff.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
''''Barely a tear from that glorious Infant face And all the pain is gone Only joy remains....'''' such beautiful expression... have really enjoyed reading your poems.. this one particularly.