Seema Jayaraman

Gold Star - 14,440 Points (24 Aug / Mumbai)

A Delicate Drape - Poem by Seema Jayaraman

The day after you were delivered
As you lay all pink & bundled
Warm in the Cradle of my arms
Self congratulating, smug, I lay

In wonder, Watching that naughty Golden light
Flitting and brushing, the lightest touch
O'er curled strands, Oh so delicate
Brown trailing to invisible light

Tender curved, my breath, I held
lest they rearrange, disturb your tryst with angels
A small tuft, the frailest of cluster
So well draped, so finely drawn

O'er the most perfect creation, God ever made
Huge brown pools of love
Beginning to stir, tiny sparks alight
A fleeting glint, at the brim of a new life

Few more days, I watched mesmerized
The whisper of brown, more strongly etched
Now a darker brown, trailing to light
Yet stubborn they continue to hide

The early relam of our first sweet memories
A simple truth never can be denied
Nestled together, awakening in the mirror of our soul
The strength of this bond, that you are mine, you are mine.

©Seema Jayaraman, Mumbai (April 2007)

Topic(s) of this poem: mother and child

Comments about A Delicate Drape by Seema Jayaraman

  • Seema Jayaraman (9/15/2015 10:39:00 PM)

    Hats off to you Stephani for recognizing the subject and the feelings that prompted this poem, you are one of the few who have which shows the seriousness and sincerity of your reading and review. Thank you. (Report) Reply

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  • Stephani Kievaughan (9/15/2015 6:06:00 AM)

    the confessions of the beautiful heart of a Loving Mother. who's Love can only be compared to the pure and true Love of the Gods. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 5, 2015

Poem Edited: Saturday, September 19, 2015

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