Mary Jane's Shoes

Mary Jane's Shoes

Musings of one person among many. Not exceptional in any way, as with all, I have exceptional experiences and varied reactions to those events. Mine is one of many life stories and how I manage and cope with the events which make my life my own, I attempt to put forth by way of my writings.

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Rosebud Lips and a Recessed Chin

October 18, 2012


fingernails, some no bigger than grape seeds,

eyebrows not yet visible,

and your heart opened, he created his own space in you.

fresh stretches, new grasps

nestled, his lungs bring innate breaths and warmth,

yours to him as well.


rosebud lips and a recessed chin

allow for nourishment for which he roots.

an aged rocker creaking softly

supports arms bearing

the fresh and flawless, the perfect.


the glass of water on the table

breaks the lamp light into prisms of color.

this light and these hues float beyond,

reflect in his eyes for quick moments as they open

searching for those eyes that gaze into his.


his movement is as slow motion segments of a film revealing the gracefulness of stirring,

of action.

his neck turns seeking warmth of skin and food.

in careful grace, fingers test the air

in a dance now free of the womb’s restraints.

he finds new comfort, in this lack of boundary….awe and unfamiliar felt.


lamp light flickers as the rocker shifts, brushes against the table leg.

the glass only half full is jostled,

for him enough to startle.

you swaddle, bundle in cloth of blue polka dots,

tightly this special package of shoulders, arms, belly and legs,

easing his transition from dark, safe, to bright and expanding space.


you tighten your hold.

warm love, protection are again known,

now from a mother’s arms and cotton threads.

these known by the infant child

are known too by the child only young at heart,

fresh and taking root in both.

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