Showing posts with label cycles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cycles. Show all posts

Saturday, November 2, 2024

“The Slower Pace of Saturdays”

 

an illusion lost to timed alerts
for medications and hunger twinges
a misconception hidden behind good intentions
of a lazy-head morning in bed
a trick wrapped with self-deception
where choices cloud into obligations
a magical incantation whispered to Time
for an unhurried ballet of abandon





 

 Copyright 2024 Elizabeth Abrams Chapman

 

  

 

 

Thursday, September 19, 2013

"The Mother"


"Nature Unveiled" by David Chapman   


Spirit of the earth   
nurture and comfort me   
cradle me within your open arms   
succor my hunger with your hope   
slake my thirsty psyche with new visions of our past   
celebrate the sun’s journey   
sing of the moon’s wax and wane   
pull me into your sacred circle   
ease my isolation by weaving me with gossamer     
to your core   

Copyright 2011 Elizabeth Abrams Chapman

Monday, January 21, 2013

"A Thousand Sleepless Nights"



In the dark of night,   
she rocks and hums   
her hand rubbing circles upon her baby’s back   
he hiccoughs   
tucks his small feet against her warmth   
slips into slumber   
she rocks and hums until dawn   
In the dark of night,   
she paces and frets   
her lips pressed to his forehead   
measuring his heat   
as he cries, “Mommy, make it better!”   
she stretches out next to him   
wrapping him in her love   
as she wills away his pain   
In the dark of night,   
she listens and waits   
her body tense and alert   
until the clicking of key in lock   
the signal that he’s safe   
his voice floats on moonlight, “I’m home”   
In the dark of night,   
she sits and cries   
as he unburdens his fears   
her arms ache to hold him, rock him again   
she longs to take away his pain, shelter him from harm   
In the dark of night,   
she rocks and weeps   
her hand rubbing circles over her heartbreak   
her fingers long to stroke his hair, touch his cheek   
her kiss longs to linger on his brow just one more time   
her despair flows   
endless and evermore   

Copyright 2012 Elizabeth Abrams Chapman