Until the moment when
I felt you tremor within me,
like a blue butterfly sipping
rain puddles in the lane
you were only
a breast-tender thought
an abstraction of light
playing through lantana leaves
a haze muting the rounded hills
that swelled my close horizon.
With the first flutter
of your nascent limbs
my world turned over
the girl I was became
mantled by the word:
Mother.
Lyn Reeves is a poet, editor and former publisher. Her most recent poetry collection Designs on the Body won the IP Picks Best Poetry for 2010. It was published by Interactive Press in 2011.
Lyn also writes haiku, short stories, essays and memoir – and blogs occasionally at fortyspot.