Musings by The Poet Loriet
Cosmic Womb
Life
flows through three vessels--
two veins, one artery~
pulsing rope of miracles
to the somersaulting,
fluid-imbibing
wonder
with trophy feet
the size of acorns.
Love child
travelling towards light
at birth and death,
star of hope,
conceived on
a full moon
Friday.
Spark of the universe~
you are milky way
judgement,
caressed
with vernix.
Ruler of Venus,
pink roses
blossom
from
fleshy hips.
She kisses you
goodbye,
scattering your
ashes
into the eye
of a tropical storm.
Swish, swish,
like the placenta--
Twirling and dancing!
A crown of stars
floats above
tender fontanels,
cornsilk hair
still streaked with
Mama's life-
giving blend
of all that's
pure.
Fetus,
from Orion's Belt,
re-emerges,
draped
in glittering skin cells
as the sunbeams
kiss the clouds.
Lori Beal
flows through three vessels--
two veins, one artery~
pulsing rope of miracles
to the somersaulting,
fluid-imbibing
wonder
with trophy feet
the size of acorns.
Love child
travelling towards light
at birth and death,
star of hope,
conceived on
a full moon
Friday.
Spark of the universe~
you are milky way
judgement,
caressed
with vernix.
Ruler of Venus,
pink roses
blossom
from
fleshy hips.
She kisses you
goodbye,
scattering your
ashes
into the eye
of a tropical storm.
Swish, swish,
like the placenta--
Twirling and dancing!
A crown of stars
floats above
tender fontanels,
cornsilk hair
still streaked with
Mama's life-
giving blend
of all that's
pure.
Fetus,
from Orion's Belt,
re-emerges,
draped
in glittering skin cells
as the sunbeams
kiss the clouds.
Lori Beal
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