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
I like comments to be without applause symbol or emoticons
unless roses/birds obvious types of basis
A contest entry
- Show Me The Music In Your Soul by Soft-Rain.
575 points, ended June 9, 2008, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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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~



