Thursday, May 05, 2011

Imperfect Prose for my first Mother's Day


Raspy breathing,
drunk on mother's milk,
threads its way through me,
anchoring on an ancient ache,
tying tight
and hauling it to the surface.

I have always wanted you~
so reads that ache.
And the coo of your voice
the kick of your leg
echo what is as old as time;
since Sarah held her promise
and Hannah gave hers back,
I have always loved you.

This body made to carry you,
These arms meant to hold you,
This heart ready to break for you~
already breaking...
with each smile
with each cry quieted in my arms.
You have made me the mother
I was from the beginning,
creating the woman I want to be.

9 comments:

Cathy K said...

As I read, my own body responded in kind here: anchoring on an ancient ache/tying tight. The finest line? This heart ready to break for you - and it will, it does, doesn't it? from the very first heartbeat...

Rambling Heather said...

Oh how sweet! Happy Mother's Day!

Kati patrianoceu said...

That love will keep you a long time and take you a long way!

emily wierenga said...

oh wow april... this was so powerful. i felt the unity of mother-daughter, and the bleeding of one life into another... the making of a woman, from her mother's tender touch... you are a beautiful writer.

jo said...

happy motherday sister!

Courtney said...

beautiful, friend. happy mother's day!

Joybird said...

I have always wanted you~
so reads that ache.

Yeah...Happy FIRST Mother's Day April!

JamieB said...

april - this is so powerful. you say everything this way. beautiful, touching, thoughtful, meaningful.
Hope you had a great day - holding, listening, watching and loving your baby girl.

Mel (AKA Dad, Grampa) said...

Beautiful daughter!! I love you. Mom

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