Gone with the storm

surreal-scenes-digital-art-by-christian-schloe1The hardest thing ever was born a baby who had

long learned to float in her mother’s waters

swimming her way to oxygen

with first breath then knowing

all this time held inside had been denial

you can run and think yourself changed

while you convince yourself the fates are laughing

look at her

she thinks herself free

she is right back where she started

minus buoyancy of years and water inside

lending fracture to ideas

now she has less to help her float

no cord to pull her child along in hope

those things she gave up are cut away

they stay briefly on surface before submerging

reflecting what might have been

had she listened more closely

when did she cease making those graceful lines

cut through hushed air?

what happened in the years from then and now

to cut off her need to move?

she had music in her eyes

where did she go?

her loss, is not written down, those

who lament tell a different story

poor years wasted, nothing of what she gave up

it is that silent bereavement she knows

will be whittled into the bow of her boat

she is cast off

land is distant

she has only the water

to return

and find what has gone

with the storm

17 thoughts on “Gone with the storm

  1. The beginning is so beautiful. I felt when I was about yo have my first baby that birth is that first of many separations. His movement from my waters to breath of fresh air. And that’s what birth is. A beautiful breath of fresh air in new life.

  2. “and find what is gone with the storm” is magnificent ! Eight words which could mean so much to so many people! I see myself adrift sometimes picking pieces of memories from the water….like a written verse, water stained and only party legible. I drift as I try to remember those lines until I see something else floating near by. Thank you so much for sharing your unequalled talents and gifts!

  3. Thank you R, I saw your breakdown of someone else’s poem the other day, you write a lot and give a lot in your responses to your friends and always they learn from your responses more about what they themselves are writing/conveying.

  4. Thank you so much. I hadn’t thought of birth as separation but that’s so true. You understand things I never could I envy that it is a beautiful thing about being a mother that every woman should experience because it makes them into all that they can be.

  5. There are lots of ways to be a whole woman. Motherhood is not the answer to that. In fact one should feel whole within themselves before ever bringing life into this world. You are all that you are because you are you, not because you are a mother or father or neither.

  6. Agreed but I do think motherhood is one that cannot be replicated elsewhere and is the very essence of a woman. I’ve been told I’m not PC saying that but I truly believe it. I think that is why men are usually less multi dimensional as women – I feel that the experience of bringing life into the world is something that is unique to a mother and the most powerful message and act we can ever give or do.

  7. My favorite lines:

    when did she cease making those graceful lines

    cut through hushed air?

    what happened in the years from then and now

    to cut off her need to move?

    she had music in her eyes

    where did she go?

    Had a hint of Lewis Carroll but with your own vision at hand.
    Your words bring such powerful and hope for mankind.
    Indeed, the very essence of your words carry a surreal world that the world itself needs to understand what is happening around us.

    Brilliant writing my sister.

    P.S Did you get my text?

  8. Oh I agree it’s enormously powerful. I just want you to know you are perfect just for being you. You are a wonderful woman that just illuminates uniqueness.

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