The Beginning Poem by Sally Plumb Plumb
The Beginning
Inside a female
darkness,
stirring unmated,
Inconceivably lonely,
half a child
unmet
and out of wedlock.
Alone,
white hot,
waiting to be
fused...
ovulating
alpha,
stirring innate.
Young maid
running through
a field of waiting
corn coloured poppy red,
bed of soil
toil escaping,
now grown
the harvest.
Master youth.,
truth of nature...
conceived.
Waf
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/26/2024 9:58:45 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Intriguing and curious poem about a state of being in preparation for a vast change and a leap into the future. Life focused.
Nice commen.Julia. Thanks