Marissa Oakley Browne Poems

Mother

You're a mentor, a teacher, a fountain of stories and song, you're my memories and my foundation. You're the deepest love and the safest harbour. Sometimes I want to walk backwards up the birth canal and nestle in your womb, swim in your amniotic fluid, reconnect to the umbilical and be happy inside you. Sometimes I just want to hear your voice or have you say everything will be okay.
You protected me, watched me grow, nurtured me, hoped for me and told me
...

The windowsills run away
from the windows,
the floor shifts over a wave,
a black stain beetles down the wall.
...

Slow down
like raindrops
already fallen,
enjoy the mud
...

Every leaf
acid-free
embossed stationery -
anticipated
...

Did you know
you would give birth
to a new
you
...

I
brought
another
human being
...

good work daddy!
don't forget to put out
the recycling,
end the tantrums,
...

My
Soul
Searches
Far Beyond
...