Suddenly, out near the sky
The day is punctured by a cry
Hands and knees, burst and cut
Frightened eyes, dare not shut
Blood stains blot on bright white socks
And tears collect on curling locks
I pull you up and hold you close
We search the hurt that hurts the most
I run my thumb across your brow,
Wish I could make things better, now
Cotton clouds line up to serve
Careful, soft, I wipe and swerve
Don’t look down, look at this
Think of beaches, hold my kiss
Better now, we breathe your sigh
I promise you’ll be fine
I promise, soon you’ll be alright
Such a scare, such a fright
Wet cries are slowly slowing down
Your velvet brow has bent a frown
Smiles are coming on a spoon,
Pink sugar syrup, landing soon
My heart swells for your little face
Your buffered breath is finding pace
I promise you’ll be fine
Comments
Silver Spun Sand | January 19, 2012 - 19:26
A poem I could really identify with, Russian Doll...albeit casting my mind back many moons;-)
Very much enjoyed.
Tina
russiandoll | January 19, 2012 - 22:11
Thx Tina. Your comment and thoughts are very much appreciated. x
Rhiannonw | January 20, 2012 - 13:55
yes, nice rhythm to it, and content. My daughter (long time ago!) got to dislike the kind of pink that she felt had tried to hide unpleasant tastes, and decided she'd rather have the unpleasant tastes!
Rhiannon
tarquin1 | January 20, 2012 - 17:49
Flows very nicely, made me feel calm on this stormy day. Very well written. Enjoyed.
russiandoll | January 20, 2012 - 17:50
Thanks Rhiannonw :) Love the kid's funny quirks and how they think of things. My son was a bit freaked out once by the white calpol used in hospital - tasted the same, smelled the same but colour sooooo wrong!
russiandoll | January 20, 2012 - 17:51
And thank you tarquin for a lovely comment :)
BobbieJo555 | September 23, 2012 - 03:50
Very nice! Really enjoyed reading this! Full of feeling and meaning! =)
-BobbieJo
russiandoll | September 23, 2012 - 16:59
BobbieJo thank you for the comment, much appreciated. Glad you liked this piece :))