When the waters broke
I remember feeling surprisingly calm,
So I made you some cold tea and burnt toast
And tried not to get under your feet
As you finished packing.
Then clutching the car keys
I went outside to wait for you.
The first streaks of morning
Were just finding their way into the sky
But in the immense darkness
I was still as vulnerable as a baby.
Please, please give us life
I found myself whispering
And am certain someone heard me.
Then I blew very gently
The ant hurrying away,
For I could not take his that day.
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Author:
Christopher Elwell (
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Comments1
I really like this and I don't know why. I have read it a couple of times and I'm still unsure what the story line is (if any) and probably because it us so enigmatic I want to read it again. To engage the reader so is the mark of a good write and this is just that.
Thanks. No great mystery with this one though. Just off to the hospital to give birth, that's all.
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