I will midwife my self
Reach inside and bring a new me to birth
Shape my own world so different from Earth
With eyes open wide and glowing with worth
Life flowing on with rapturous mirth
I will find sustainance within my own breast
Rise above the sludge that mires the rest
I'll filter the toxic and consume the best
Always preparing for what will come next
(composed on my BlackBerry while using a Migun
thermo-massage bed after putting an audiobook
on pause first - I am the queen of multitasking!
This IS how I relax.)
Saturday, March 14, 2009
My Own Midwife (original poem)
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5 comments:
great poem.
thanks for commenting & letting me know you're still reading Amanda :) I'm thinking of crossposting this to FaceBook, where I've been slightly more active in the last year (but even that fell off in the lst few months as the family has been sick and I threw my back out, so household was only really dealling w/ essential household stuff).
I LOVE it!
*blush* at MamaC
Glad to see you're posting again. :)
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