In the past, I have authored two books of poetry. This poem is from my first book, “Diamonds in Dishwater.”  My son and I collaborated on the second one, “Human Conditions, a collection of poetry.”  He created the cover art and the illustrations accompanying some of the poems.

BIRTH

Your naked blue body

like a wet rubber doll

still and soundless

a moment too long.

I strained to hear

as you were rushed

to the warm light

in baffling seconds

of doctor talk.

I saw your spirit rise above

the glint of sterile steel

and felt the milk of life

rush from my breasts

eager for your tiny mouth.

I held my breath

while God held yours.

And my heart was revived

by the sound of your long

awaited cry,

When in the cradle of my arms

                                                                                             we met.