AMNIOTIC FLUID

AMNIOTIC FLUID

I am your amniotic fluid
                               imbibe me
I am your amniotic fluid
         I nourish you
implode me
                   impetuously
lengthen laugh strengthen
      through me 
                        master thighs 
thyroid open palms
              create hips high
or low 
         lingering 
                      touch bones bygone
                                  birthing 
        within my dantien
 dome
Source sparkles spice
                   from rice roses 
                             rubies
 
I am your 
         amniotic 
                        fluid muse  
mould mysteriously
                                  myself 
                         gold goblets silver 
            spiral slivers 
                   soft
exploring explanations 
                           exploding 
ecstasy
  
exists 
              endlessly 


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Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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George Avatar
March 6, 2025 at 10:24 PM
Amniotic fluid stands for nourishment. You are indeed an energy source. I can't actually delve deep into the depth of your thoughts. But I know that as a poet your verse is marked by beautiful alliteration and profundity. Keep soaring dear poet friend, Ghairo.
Daniels Avatar
March 7, 2025 at 7:42 AM
You are so kind with your feedback, my poet friend. Yes. One has to go very deep to get to the amniotic fluid. But the deeper & darker, the better, because life begins in the dark. ThkU for the read. Xxx
Empress Avatar
February 6, 2025 at 9:15 PM
So good to see you post after a long time poetic soul and as always your alliterations are on point and these words feel like it comes from the soul of a healer and nurturer. Especially the opening lines drew me right in, i really love the lines “I am your amniotic fluid muse mould mysteriously myself gold goblets silver spiral slivers sof exploring explanations”just brilliant! Pleasure reading you today, sending you light always
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