A Time I Had Magic
I saved a life once.
On a Nebraska Reservation
a baby was born
blue, silent.
blue, silent.
The doctor, a stranger
to these people,
instructed: "Leave him,
instructed: "Leave him,
he'll die."
His mother cried,
refused to hold him,
begged: "Take him
away."
away."
I was his nurse.
I focused on him,
massaged his feet,
stroked his chest.
Life loitered,
crept in slowly,
he breathed,
he moved,
turned pink.
Connected to life,
I fed it to him
like milk.
It was that kind of magic.
This is for dVerse Poets Open Link Night hosted today by Claudia. She has some wonderful things to say about falling in love with poetry and she's a great example of really fine writing.
This is for dVerse Poets Open Link Night hosted today by Claudia. She has some wonderful things to say about falling in love with poetry and she's a great example of really fine writing.