Cradle

Cradle

A Chapter by Dr. YumnaKay
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Experimental. Spontaneous write.

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Appearances swivel in
and out of focus.
I taste fear;

a hushed silence,
a whispered prayer.

I cradle a fear, irrational.
I cradle the heat,

in my skin,
you are alive...



© 2018 Dr. YumnaKay



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i think what is alive in this poem is the fear...we personify it...we are intimidated too often by life...too scared to move...
fear is our baby---love has to grow out and away from that.

Posted 8 Months Ago


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Dr. YumnaKay

8 Months Ago

True, that's what it is. And somehow inevitable...
Thank you so much for your insight here, J.. read more
Enigmatic... the feelings and fears of a mother?

Posted 8 Months Ago


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Dr. YumnaKay

8 Months Ago

Interesting thought. Thank you, Jibey.

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Experimental Poetry