Lines of love

Inspired by this beautiful artwork by Muntazir (link below)

A paper disguise for a velvet love

A love too much to stay on one page

Over and flowing the folds of her dress

As strong and soft as water

A warm infinity pool of soft Cashmere blankets,

Obsidian strength and kissed tears.

Arms trace a circle of placenta echos

….

Shh shh

Waves of memory

Ultra…. sounds

Whale booms

Plankton swim

Whirlpools..

Tiny fingers push…

Tears will never become tattoos – 

She catches each one before it pools

As she drowns in the depths of her love.

Canyons formed from rivulets of water,

Nipping mountains

In the bud if they are menacing.

For she is tied by umbilical strength

To this tiny child within, an image of herself

….

Swish, shh, skirt rustles

Breathe… in

Primal instincts

Uterus pulls…

Tuck her in

Exhale … her.  Out

Memorise her

Nourish her

Don’t let go

…..

She gathers her in the folds of her dress

Every last drop of her brushed and nourished

She squishes her mouth to her cheek, a gift

Of beautiful pens in every shade

So together they can colour

In dark corners and shadows

Inside and outside the lines.

She knows,

Love has no lines.

….

Artwork by Muntazir who kindly allowed me to use these beautiful images as an inspiration for this poem.

https://muntazzirr.wordpress.com/2019/02/16/the-doll-with-a-doll/

44 thoughts on “Lines of love

  1. Oh wow! This is just so beautiful. As Paeansunplugged said, you really gave it a new life through your words. Thank you so much for this wonderful poem. May God bless you.

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    1. I am so pleased you see this, the love of a mother is transformational, an essential life force that colours and shapes a child’s world. Thank you for this insightful comment and kind words.

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  2. The line nipping mountains in the bud if they are menacing got to me- the idea that water and tears are the same thing and yet one tears mountains and the other falls with pain. Their juxtaposition with pregnancy is a beautiful metaphor.

    Unfortunately I have no idea what it is like to be a mother. But this got me that much closer.

    Thanks for another great read my friend!

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    1. I appreciate this so much, I love it how you see the water and tears like this. A mother’s tears and ferocity has super human strength and determination, nipping mountains would be no problem for mama bear!
      Thanks again for your kind words. I am honored you like this.

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