born yet again
by Elouise
born yet again
loving and leaving
peeling growing itchy
skin too tight
between lurches
a hatched pattern
unfolds
creases rise edgy
birth canal angular
made to order
a fearsome adventure
unrehearsed
a snail’s pace
catapults me
inch by sub-inch
toward light
***
And that, my friends, it what this plucky woman felt when I woke this morning. Keenly aware of my age and of the many times I’ve said goodbye to ‘me’ and hello to the new, exciting (?) unknown ‘me.’
Today nothing is set in concrete except this: I am God’s beloved daughter-child. Along for the ride, and learning to relax my way into it.
Happy Wednesday!
Elouise♥
© Elouise Renich Fraser, 5 July 2017
Image found at pinterest.com
Daily Prompt: Pluck
such a happy post 🙂 big smiles, and love to Super L and the gang too ❤ Happy Thursday…. ❤
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Just back from getting my teeth cleaned–no problems–all gleam! 🙂
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We’re always learning and adjusting, from within… Your poem reminds me of this xx
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Yes we are! Thanks, Christy, for your comment–which I just rescued from spam. 🙂
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I never knew Doctor Sandroussi had a septuagenarian, daughter, I’ll have to speak to him about this when I next see him, probably this coming Wednesday 👿
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Very Funny! 😅
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