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lyrically look fired up past dog shakes water, feet kick sand, girl's hair static

night night like two shoulders getting grabbed onto
so you don't have to toss and turn for a massage

whistle without a stand
just lay down and let these words be blown away
except dream, the day is done

choreographed courage
sets and rises in embodied tomorrow intervals
is he called the king of eternity ah valued whole
are you going to zoom on the name of Jehovah
praise who raises in cause securely spiritually

as even my grandmother who died in her sleep
makes our lullaby not nullify her heartbeat
when his son was/is our future
tapping toes to not marvel at epitome
of miracles may nusic go on ears for earth

time is with menu as ingredient with another
hum in the hunger for life
amazed by what's made on the vine
and will be stabilized, get the beats
for sensing drumming towards fruitage
to tingling lala not lures

I feel better from two more hours of slumber
like weeks needed within womb, trill amniotic tears
to sing a stop that isn't wasn't for pout

chirps are so poignantly boignantly needed
moving me as a mother to think of a nest
to point to for my child at least

cosleeping pulls along by a song soon
notes connect as chaperoned not owned
and then wife with love
needling maternal fullness
not going left right that isn't walking
but dancing purpose
away from presumptions
in rhythm of pure repair
ripe for as if in fun function

my daughter ran in a game
with my sandals asked again
while my foot now only touches my husband in growth
of and we drift to drowse in family orchestra
not to be started off
but there's more optimism
than thyroid instrument yet

Author notes

good luck isn't effective enough for me; Isaiah 65:11

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  • Soft-Rain gold member
    June 9, 2008
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    Beautiful

    oh hun this was beautiful and tugged at my heart in some places,

    my grandmother passed saturday so yes i understood this,


    as even my grandmother who died in her sleep
    makes our lullaby not nullify her heartbeat


    Such a loving write,
    thanks for entering
    ~Lisa~