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

[carl]

nice piece of work - carries a meaningful image of the conscientiousness of a child in the womb, lovely wording of wonder, expectation, and comfort. Well done, dear poet. -carl

[Betty Hermelee]

So sorry for the late response, but thank you friend for a lovely review!
Warmly, B

[Simone Davis]

Amazing imagery, I felt like I was in another world, far away from all the crap

[Betty Hermelee]

thank you Simone for a lovely review, much appreciated🌷
warmly, B

[Stella Armour]

"my arms and legs push and pull
like a frog gliding in a shallow stream"
So sweet the little foetus stretching her limbs in a lovely warm pool of jelly , safe and content.
A little heartbeat, that says all is well in this tiny world of hers as she awaits her delivery ..
Aww, gorgeous images here Betty ...

[Betty Hermelee]

what lovely review Stella, your words are spot on and much appreciated🌷
warmly, B

[Stella Armour]

My pleasure Betty, i keep seeing this little life all cosy and wriggling in strawberry jello 🍓

[Marie]

Dear Betty, I have heard of floating on air (floated on air a few times myself, lol...) but I have never heard of floating on Jello, it seems too thick a substance to float. The final verse in the poem leads me to believe a beautiful new life is about to be born and that you have written about a very precious little Baby Boy or Girl while they are still in their Mammy's tummy! Your use of metaphor + your finely penned descriptive words took me right back to a place I too, once knew, but now have no memory of. You have captured per-birth superbly in this very wonderful poem, dear Betty! I so enjoyed reading and offer you Heartiest Congratulations on the birth of this very gripping poem! Thank you for sharing, Betty. Lovely work!

[Betty Hermelee]

Dear Marie...some excellent musing prior to birth.I appreciate them and appreciate you as well!
read moreDear Marie...some excellent musing prior to birth.I appreciate them and appreciate you as well!
Thanks for your awesome review
Warmly, B

[Marie]

Most welcome always, dear Betty... Have a very lovely evening and enjoy! Hope you are feeling very much better now and continuing to feel better with each new day, Betty...

[Betty Hermelee]

I am healing well, thank you for your concern!

[Marie]

So pleased, dear Betty. Thank you for kindly letting me know...

[Poetic_Vixen]

Ah the symbolism in your poetry absorbed with so many meanings, it exactly feels like an infant's predicament told of poetically and sweet as one of an innocent child making everything in its perspective sweet, the last stanza rather reflects a lot on the baby preparing to come through to see the world, love how everything is connected to this premature life and it's connection with the divine universe guiding it. Loved this unique poem with such immaculate details my friend 💐

[Betty Hermelee]

An extraordinary review and much appreciated!!
Warmly, B

[Poetic_Vixen]

You're most welcome.

[Lydia Shutter]

Floating in Jello....what a concept! Not being able to escape and yet perfectly comfortable. Perhaps the rope is the umbilical cord? So many ways to interpret your words in this one. Well written. Lydi**

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you Lydia, your words are perfect!
a lovely review!
Warmly, B

[Neville]

this is one of them progressive regressive poems innit betty .. original, unambiguous, well crafted & very much of the moment, since you so eloquently portrayed exactly where I wanna be write now .. ever so warmly, Neville

[Betty Hermelee]

Me too Neville; Thank you so much for a very creative review, appreciated!
Warmly, B

[John the Baptist]

Perhaps if it could talk, this is how a fetus would describe its experience. It actually doesn't sound like a bad gig at all. Total feeling of security, sleeping when you want to, floating continually in strawberry jello. Then there are the sounds of melodies announcing the big event. Things are gonna change radically, kid.

[Betty Hermelee]

Dear John, you;re right on the mark!! A great review
Thank you!
Warmly, B

[emmajoygreen]

Pre-birth set in a true, almost theatrical way, Betty, yet reads as near as it is. Extreme and literaly raw writing. How it is, lost or found, reality and more. Academically created but - with extraordinary imagination.

'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'

[Betty Hermelee]

Dearest Em, what can I say? Brilliant review, thank for your support, always
Warm hugs,
B

[emmajoygreen]

You're more than welcome, Betty, the use of metaphors here is absolutely incredible. Kudos and more - far more.

[Betty Hermelee]

🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹

[emmajoygreen]

Read again: it is a very.. emotionally charged creation. You are much the same, Betty.

[Sami Khalil]

A sweet goey world, a slippery slope, gentle melodies follow. Wow!
Sounds like the rope pulling the author is fraying slowly.
Perhaps it is her, perhaps it is the person, perhaps it is the universe.

[Betty Hermelee]

Dear Sami...an interesting interpretation and it could be any one of those..thank you kindly, appreciated
Warmly, B

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! You are welcome muchly.