Django sleeps for a moment. The sun shines. I take valuable sleep time to write poems. Ah well, that is the way...here is today's offering. Number 157 in my growing collection...
Poem 157
I have stood to the line and said
For this I will die.
I will rip myself apart to give you life.
I will give more than I knew
my heart contained only hours ago.
For this, I will give and give and give:
The strange dawn peace of your face
as sleep steals you, takes you to the land
of dreams you have yet to discover,
cloud-racing across your eyelids;
your fists as they ball and let go;
your barely audible breath of life
that I shouted into you.
You took my heart in that first bloodied kiss
when I cried out with exhaustion:
I did this – my god, I did this.
(c. Victoria Bennett, 2008)
4 comments:
strong and beautiful
Powerful and beautiful words Vic, your are the most amazing poet! It made me cry, in a good way though...!
I see Django has been quite and inspiration, I hope there will be a new book coming soon with more of these wonderful and sensitive words. Every mother should read them. Wee Django looks a gorgeous wee fella !
I love this poem Vik - it captures the real essence of what it means to be a mother.
Made me cry too Vik (in a good and knowing way) this poem sums up the very essence of child birth & motherhood, i am going to go and give my sleeping children a cuddle xxx
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