in the nursery, where light purrs
in the mouth of a cat-
shaped lamp, he is sleeping
we drink tea silently and forget
to turn the page, happy to watch
each twitch of lip, the sound
of life being made
each note, so pure:
slow flutter of eyelashes, the fontanels
thoughtful pulse
in the wet of our eyes
as he wakes
drinking tea and forgetting to turn the page…can life get any better..? smiles… getting lost in the moment is something wonderful
As Claudia notes…it doesn’t get any better than that…so much love expressed in these lines.
The orb of earth still turns
its same elliptical course
Homer’s chariots still ride morning
Moon etches shifting silver
shapes, pale lights luminous
on land and tidal tugs the sea
Atoms appear unmoving
in our material reality
But only he is every song
soprano, every thrill of breath
precious, every touch tender
every particle of perfection.
© M.L.Emmett
Beautiful and full of emotion. Love the
‘where light purrs
in the mouth of a cat-
shaped lamp’
A beautiful moment, perfectly captured. Thank you for sharing.