Child Poem

 

Child Poem

Small, nocturnal child, there is no light.
My eyes have closed your brightness with a switch.
You live inside of me and roam the dark,
always on the road to find yourself,
the self that grew away and then grew up.
See here, my thumb that aches at random times.
See how my legs so seldom find a run.
And medications propped beside my bed.
I have a room that my aunt always had.
But sometimes when my body takes a pause,
I note the wide eyed beauty of it all,
the sky, the sun, the roll through autumn leaves!
The old hand puppets, light and shadows make.
I dash away and bring you to my side.
It is a confidence we have, just you and I.

 

Reviews

[Emily B]

I think we need to let her out more often. We need more playing in public fountains. And giggling. And confidences. I'm sure of it . . .

[Jibey]

Charming picture of the child within...

[Mark]

When, just for a moment, we are permitted to part the curtain we've frawn about our stove-up old bodies, and see afain with the wonder and the joy we once saw the world, it's a wonderful thing! Welcome back, little-girl-within! How I have missed you!