STRAWBERRY JELLO

What comes before!

I float in strawberry Jello

my arms and legs push and pull

like a frog gliding in a shallow stream

though I am human

I have not stumbled upon the universe

it seems like forever

drifting in a pool of warmth

all curled up in an orb

 

It is quite black in here

perhaps it is due to my eyes that want to open

yet they are not ripe

I can sense my limbs

however slippery they are

 

A rope is attached to me

thus, I do not get bemused

in this syrupy abyss

as I tend to sleep often

it also nourishes me

 

 

Serenity envelops me

I hear my tiny heart flutter rapidly

like a little drum

gentle melodies far away

beyond my sweet gooey world

perhaps it is the universe summoning me

it is time!

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

this blissful image of swimming through jello got me thinking such delightful thouhts. there is infinite reward for living a fulfilling life and here it is explored with such texture. the imagery and the ideas explored herein are ecstatic and brings our the most joyous in us all. and now i feel like a glass of jello...

[Betty Hermelee]

thank you EM for very poignant review!
Warmly,B🌷

[MrBlack202]

Beautiful poem, capturing the very essence of life.

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you Mr Black, for visiting and reviewing my poem, much appreciated!
Warmly, B

[D. Mansfield]

You, madam have seen heaven. Ahh strawberry jello my fav

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you for visiting and reviewing my poem
Warmly, B

[Yana Larson]

This poem is a tender and imaginative portrayal of life before birth, capturing a unique perspective with vivid, sensory detail. The image of *“floating in strawberry Jello”* creates a sense of warmth, sweetness, and softness, conjuring an almost dreamlike, womb-like world. Lines like *“I can sense my limbs / however slippery they are”* and *“a rope is attached to me…in this syrupy abyss”* suggest both the fragility and security of the speaker’s state, evoking a gentle sense of curiosity and calm.

The whimsical language and sensory focus bring to mind the work of poets like Sharon Olds and Mary Oliver, who often explore life’s intimate moments with deep attention to bodily and emotional experience. The final lines, *“gentle melodies far away / beyond my sweet gooey world,”* suggest the call of something greater beyond this safe, enclosed world, introducing a subtle anticipation of birth and discovery. Overall, this is a beautifully crafted, whimsical piece that transforms a universal experience into a sweet, original vision.

[Betty Hermelee]

Wow! This is such an intuitive review; understanding every word I wrote, and putting it all together in a whimsical, stunning review ; you must be a learned poet and an amazing writer yourself !
Thank you for visiting and kudos to you for this comment, so much appreciated
Warmly B🌷

[Yana Larson]

Thank you very much ❤️. Good luck with your artworks🤗

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you Yana for your creative reviews!!!
Warmly, B

[Re-Pete]

cool title. great description of another world inside the womb. quite creative and nicely articulated. as jim morrison sang with the doors, "Into this house we're born, into this world we're thrown."

[Betty Hermelee]

thanks Pete, always a creative review, much appreciated
warmly, B

[Sunflower/Sara Kendrick]

Interesting lines penned. I feel it is a deep emotional work, maybe penning the feelings of depression or maybe a hard recovery from a physical illness. Anyway I hope you are feeling much better after letting it all out on paper. Thank you for sharing your talent with us. Sara

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you Sara for visiting and a lovely review
Warmly, B

[The_Ancient_Rock]

A great poem about birth, or before birth...
Strawberry jello... Yummy. 😃
I enjoyed reading this one very much.
Well done Betty. Good story, very imaginative.
Bright blessings.

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you friend for a very bright review, Much appreciated🌷
Warmly, B

[The_Ancient_Rock]

You are most welcome friend. 🌹

[Lorry]

Ah, to be swimming in jello again, without all the hassle and grief that being a real proper growed up person brings, like bills, taxes, stress and thirty minute lunch breaks to name but a few of too many.
The only downside I can detect would be the horror of being picked up by the spoon then hearing a slurp!
But I'd rather be there any day than in traffic, so bring it on, says I!
Not long back to reviewing Betty and lots to catch up on. Stay tuned! 😃

[Betty Hermelee]

a great reviiew Lorrry and many thanks
much appreciated!
warmly B

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Betty.. I have a 💜 Heart Murmur.. it seems to guide me in Streams of perpetual melodies by Mozart — and Thus I am Born Again and renewed as Holidays unfold… and Once Again the Light from Heavens Hemisphere shows me the Path where Lions and Sheep will Guide the Weak and Faint of ♥️ Heart. Be Brave and Weather the Storm where Warm thoughts Dance and Celebrate a Time of Acceptance. Softly, Pat

[Betty Hermelee]

Dearest Pat
thank you for an enlightening review, peace be with you🌷
warmly, B⭐️

[Amy R]

Oh wow, this is something that made me feel like I was in another dimension and not planet earth, what must it feel like being anything else than a human...
Beautiful language and imagery seen, I enjoyed reading.
Thank u for sharing
-Amy

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you Amy for a lovely review and feeling like you were on another planet!
Sometimes that’s a good place to be!
🌷
Warmly
B🌷🌷

[Amy R]

I agree, most times it feels so comforting to be away even if its a few minutes. 🌸🤗🤗You're welcome.