Scarce born from that ruptured womb Of cobbled words of promises made On the broken crutch of hope ~ Shawled warm in winter leaves A fragile gift with eyes yet opened Tender laid on unquiet earth ~ Choose her life with care Whether to live in the pallet of dreams Or die in the wash of greed
Wonderful telling of the birth of a new decade. Will this baby learn from it's past life? I doubt it, but we as the parents are at fault .... may 2010 be a good one for all. Love this write Cari, exalt. K xxx
Post by Jamie~poetshare.forumotion.com on Jan 1, 2010 20:01:48 GMT -5
'Tis a spectacle, isn't it? How the year begins in innocence and our handling is what turns her into a beauty or a beast. Love the birth references, as Kerry mentioned, and the verse itself shows your own stylistic panache we've all grown to adore. "Shawled warm in winter leaves"--ah, imagery and alliteration--good stuff, my friend. *exalt* when the button returns.