A spell to be used when addressing the birth of a child Poem by Glenn Colquhoun

A spell to be used when addressing the birth of a child



Let your first breath be
the volume of small lemons.

Let your second breath snap
like a sail in strong wind.

Let your third breath howl like a wolf
on the edge of a great mountain.

Let your fourth breath
hoot like an owl.

Let your fifth breath open slowly
like the eye of a wild animal.

Let your sixth breath
rise like the sun.

Let your seventh breath follow
the tide on its way out.

Let your eighth breath
guide it back in.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chinedu Dike 16 December 2016

Not bad. Good train 🚄 of thought, well articulated and nicely penned.

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