First time holding baby grandson Austin Monte |
Never Enough*
Ah to return to that drunk
besotted joy -
anticipation actualized as you new
babe lay
a moment in the curve of my arms - I
stood
rooted to this earth in sheer
wonder
of the blessed now – in
a blink
sly eye of the Universe
spun-snatch-
melted you to poetry manifested
musing - yet each penned poem could be
torn and pieces flung to the wind
to drift dust- tattered when compared
to that suddenly born actuality of you-
the flutter of your
newborn lash -
perfect and inscribed forever
– the
soft weight of your reality
remains –
echo of all that can be – in
a future
as yet unwritten – for now –
my soul
soared, seared and ever yours
–
always and a day ....and you sheer poetry
appearing as an eight plus pound package
of joy everlasting
appearing as an eight plus pound package
of joy everlasting
growing, glowing
stretching, cooing
on...
stretching, cooing
on...
*one can never get quite enough of the miracle and magic of a new baby
dedicated to my new grandson Austin
The Sunday Whirl
words:
snatch, single, tattered, sly, dust, spun,
lash, drunk, rooted, sheer, curve, blink
words:
snatch, single, tattered, sly, dust, spun,
lash, drunk, rooted, sheer, curve, blink
Oh how well I remember. And now that bundle of joy has graying hair and a loving heart! Great write.
ReplyDeleteCongratulations Pearl!
ReplyDeleteWhat a blessing to have a new life that close... true joy.
ReplyDeleteHappy being-a-grandma, Pearl. So much joy!a beautiful poem. I know the magic of that single eyelash. It is all so amazing.
ReplyDeleteWhat a sense of joy this conveys, Pearl! Welcome, Austin.
ReplyDeleteLove the photo and the words. The magic of a grandchild – nothing like it...
ReplyDelete"I stood
ReplyDeleterooted to this earth in sheer wonder
of the blessed now"--oh, there are few moments that root us in sheer wonder to the blessed NOW like that first moment of holding a newborn. You have written the joy so beautifully.
Congrulations on your new grandson, Austin!
What seems quite normal for some is in fact a magical experience to witness a new baby for the first time knowing that he/she has their whole life in front of them. A beautiful poem Pearl.
ReplyDeleteCongratulations, Pearl! You whirled your words and shared joy. This poem is a blessing. I love the picture, too. It's all wrapped up in love!
ReplyDeleteI feel your joy in this poem!
ReplyDeleteOh, Pearl - so much love, so much to read between the lines.
ReplyDeleteClearly a glorious experience!
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