The First 30: Day 25

his hungry mouth gone slack
the batter of syllables ceases

sleep beats him
like a brother, leaving
his body to bob
and shudder, as we turn
the pram, half-
a-suburb from home

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5 Responses to The First 30: Day 25

  1. Great post thanks. I really enjoyed it very much. You have excellent content on your blog.

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  2. Ah! you are bringing back the memories!

    sitting in a rocking chair, bonding, I contemplated the forces that make it wander sideways across the room.
    was I controlling them?

    sometimes, I just sits and bonds: and sometimes, I just bonds.

  3. Strong and beautiful words for an innocent and idyllic scene. Nice! :)

  4. Other excellent snapshot of a moment in his life…beautiful.

  5. wonderful portrayal of the battle between hunger and sleep – I can just see him succumbing to the latter as he travels in the pram – so vivid!

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