Liquid Braille~

I learned you

each of you

first

in an amniotic world

with a flutter

like an inside kiss from butterfly

 

The first one pressed her hips against my hip bone

a fluid umbilicus

filled with whispering rushes

she said

I will teach you patience

and unconditional love

 

She did . . . .

 

The second one bent her brow against my ribs

her pulse a steady murmur

in a silver artery that ran my belly

she said

I will teach you to trust again

and give you a banquet of childhood

you never had

 

She did . . . .

 

The third one pressed his palm against my abdomen

my eyes dilated

aching for tear ducts

as I read his life through my fingertips

he said

I don't belong to you

but thank you for the haven of your body

I will teach you complete selflessness

 

He did

in liquid Braille . . . .

 

 

 

copyright:2010vssmd/pa.inc

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

 

excerpt from the upcoming

to be released August 2010

Reviews

[Gracie-San]

Wow, this was absolutely extraordinary.

That being said, I'm not entirely sure what this poem is about. Maybe I have to read it again (and again) to understand it, but the prose is beautiful and the thought behind it is beautiful as well. It flows so well and has great sensory imagery.

I loved it.

[Poeticpiers]

Each child teaches us something new.
I loved the title and the content Fresh and original not an easy thing to accomplish ivor

[Elwina]

I love the teachings point of view you describe. we are all here to teach others and learn from them, especially within our family.
Very beautiful bound you describe, we can really grasp the wide and unconditional love a mother carries for her children.

[Marianne]

Such an exquisitely, sensitive, heart-warming portrayal of what the relationship between mother and child should look like....pure and selfless, just like your heart, Selene !!

[heich]

you have all the power in the world to make everyone fall in love with your poem..its beautiful,magical...its perfect..

[Randolf Ramos]

Great poem indeed, we are of great feeling to know that we have given life to life, to be able to share life with what is existing, to be able to give to love to the one we gave to life, to be able to share life and love through that life we gave and the greatest is that to give to the world our own through birth of someone! they are the one to continue the existence of the world, and they will do their part in their existence! Great poem indeed.

[Amber Betty Marie Child..]

A lesson you give through a story about three ones from little babies.

[Chuck]

Life is wonderful, Thanks for sharing .. I needed to read this :}

[Pax Analog]

Astonishing change-up from the Blade Grrrl; measured maternal science.

You express pregnancy and motherhood as slo-mo nuance, the fire eye plunged to an underwater internal gaze.

The 1-2-3 sequence of children in the womb and afterward resolving into a dispassionate "I don't belong to you/but thank you for the haven of your body/
I will teach you complete selflessness/He did/in liquid Braille . . . ." completes a circle of fire to water and back, ninja to mother to ninja. Any implied echo of sadness is taken anew as martial art discipline. Said discipline is the clearest movement of Zen. Intelligence Itself.

I gladly bow to your beauty and dignity, the seamless range of your art.

[Nancy S.]

(((((((((((((((Selene))))))))))))))))

This piece of you comes with an ache, delicate and melancholy, a strong spun silk emotion nestled in your writer's heart and the mind of your muse, yet given from the depth of soul...

a gift so beautiful, that only Thank You should break the still silence within as one reads it over and over...

[Love Is Dead]

wow! This was an excellent piece! I love it!