Shimmering
The following are attempts to create poems about the birth of my boys, written as part of a project for grad school…the only writing I’m doing these days…
Griffin
Middle of the night water flowing
Dawn breaks after a slow walk in the morning mist
Carrying a blue sky Strawberry festival day
And the intensity of anticipation and effort
Vivaldi and honey-laced ice
the large soft hands of a capable shepherd
Trust and surrender to the
Welcome cries of eagle-lion
Myth and magic and mystery become
Divinity in my arms
Andrew
Jupiter rising within my impatient belly
It’s today! I think
But then re-think when everything stops
And the midwife decides not to come
Hours of disappointed inaction and I hardly
Notice when I start laboring again and
By the time I start paying attention it’s
Chaos and it’s just you and me little Jupiter
No time for conscious support it’s primal as
My body and my baby take over
A cacophony of action until twelve minutes after
The midwife arrives
You arrive
Time stops
Music stops
As the universe makes room for
This unspeakable love
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Wisetrout 
May 5, 2011 at 9:56 pm
My heart was beating faster and faster with Andy’s poem even though I knew how it ended, beautiful build up. Griffin’s poem was as sweet as the honey ice.
May 5, 2011 at 12:58 pm
Susan-Lovely poems that bring back fond memories of the boys when they were little. I especially enjoyed the line about Griffin’s cry; it takes me back to the night that I watched him while you and David were out and he wailed all night long.