baby pink cheeks
hint her restless energy
running, screaming,
zipping in and out
dark small corners
or wide green meadows
the sun follows her
light belly laughter,
throwing brownish threads
on long dark hair
smiling even in sleep,
i hold her silky hands
marvelling at how
nimble it runs on smooth piano keys,
folding art coarse papers into flowers,
and making cards dotted with
shiny red hearts and stickers
i breathe
in her angelic innocence,
rose petals dallying
her pink cotton shirt
more beautiful than
any masterpiece,
the face
of my
love
Author's Note: This is post is for D'Verse Poets Pub - Poetics. Hosted by Victoria Ceretto-Slotto, we are to create textural poetry. I have chosen to explore texture as the subject of my poem in describing my young daughter.
Shared with Poets United: Poets Pantry # 63.
a beautiful poem with a light and lofty feeling...this takes me back a few years...loved to sit at their bed and kiss them when they were sleeping....and..pshhh...still do...smiles
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful, Heaven - most delicate and pure. It's good to hear the news that such things exist in this life ... Brendan
ReplyDeleteLike a lullabye - lovely, textured with love.
ReplyDeletethe love of a mother for her child....beautiful :)
ReplyDeletesounds very beautiful...rose petals are an nice touch as they evoke that softness...a very innocent beauty you describe...
ReplyDeleteVery beautiful write. Wonderful last stanza too.
ReplyDeleteThe face of my love - such a soft a clear allusion - very nicely done heaven - a nimble and subtle reaction to the great prompt
ReplyDeleteHeaven, this is a "heavenly" interpretation of the theme with a touching love of mother for child and flawless weaving of texture into the write. Thanks for joining. Victoria
ReplyDeletestunning imagery, well done.
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Oh how I long for those preschool years. You really pulled me in with this one, Heaven.
ReplyDeleteI can almost smell that smell they have right after a bath, the skin that's so incredibly soft and untouched--you capture all the texture of childhood here, Heaven.
ReplyDeleteCaptivating! Babies are adorable and you have shown it most sweetly.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Beachanny: it is very like a lullaby. It has that lilt to it. Well done.
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful. I felt it. :)
ReplyDeleteThe beauty of innocence...just lovely
ReplyDeleteI do believe you've captures the heart of a child beautifully. Enjoy the years.
ReplyDeleteSoothing. Like soft silky petals on a rose.
ReplyDeletelove it...
☮ ♥. Siggi in Downeast Maine
A delightful read. I liked the unobtrusive way you used textures.
ReplyDeleteWhat can be said about such a perfect portrait? Beautiful, Heaven.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful face. This is beautifully written.
ReplyDeleteOh that was just so beautiful.
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful. :-)
ReplyDeleteI cherish those years and look back often to the times when my own little one was so keen to discover, so innocent and pure. Enjoyed the moments of memory, thank you.
ReplyDeletea textural delight and the painting is breath-taking.
ReplyDeletethe third graph really moved me.
ReplyDeletesumptuous art.
You've been able to capture several precious moments and bring them to life.
ReplyDeleteA very beautiful poem, with so much to offer
ReplyDeleteI have to agree with all the other posts. This was just stunning! Beautiful. It strummed the heart strings I have remembering when mine was young.
ReplyDeletegorgeous lovely to read and a beautiful painting too ..thank you for sharing x
ReplyDeleteAhhh.... Heavenly and pure, tender and loving.
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing.
<3 deb
Evocative and beautiful, she's fortunate to have such a loving mother. Thank you for sharing it with us.
ReplyDeleteA lovely portrait of your daughter in the form of a poem. I like how it isn't just a static description, there's a lot of movement -- her running in the meadows, playing the piano, making cards, which was why this one is lovely. And all the sounds in addition to all the imagery. Thanks for the enjoyable read.
ReplyDeleteawesome expressions..
ReplyDeleteliked the flow.
The childish innocence and beauty is mesmerizing !!!
Just beautiful. Children have so many wonderful textures from their hair down to the tips of their toes. Your poem captured this beautifully.
ReplyDeletebeautiful indeed:)
ReplyDeleteA mothers love towards her child is definitely captivating:)
Oh, I love this one! Every word wonderfully describes the wonder and beauty of a little girl. I have one of those myself :), though it's hard to believe she's 8 now. Well done!
ReplyDeleteThank you everyone for your wonderful comments. Lori, my daughter is a bit older than yours but I still see her as a baby.
ReplyDeleteHappy day ~
Beautiful. It has a lullaby-like rhythm to it, as has already been said. I absolutely adore your use of words. Need to see more of your work now, you've got me super curious.
ReplyDeleteThis is very beautiful. The love is palpable.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful Heaven! She will cherish that poem one day!
ReplyDeletetruly a mother's love is the greatest love of all. even us fathers stand in awe.
ReplyDeletethank you heaven for sharing this masterpiece of love. it transcends time and space...warms the heart... and puts a smile on every father's lips...
I am glad you like it ~ I will see you sooner than later..ha..ha..
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