Craziest Time Under the Bottle
Scene beneath is utterly true
Veracious (ridiculous) account
Told by me from baby eye view,
- Utterances she was without
Eighth day in the cold bright realm, hungry again
Feeds feature foremost!
Bundled snug in my Grandma's rhythmic arms,
grizzling kept at bay
Lovely Mummy eagerly took chance to shower
Unconcerned by her absence
Have fresh bottle of expressed breast milk
" Hungry, darling Possum?"
Grandma coos, getting comfy on the lounge
Gaze eyed, flared nostril enticed, elastic lips pursed
I'm ravenous! Now!
Lain awkwardly on Gran's lap, while she softly curses
" ..... Get this lid off, if, how ... "
Sprawled hands clasp my face - what's causing delay?
- I'll chat when I'm twice the size!
Tedious minutes of empty tummy lid wrestling pass us
Hollers supersede grunts
Jiggling knees threaten to chasm as she concentrates
Splashed suddenly, a solitary drop of nourishment
dissolves in my wailing throat
Blinked away white curtain showcases Gran's stun
Milk quickly cools on my back
Hesitant yelled confessions to shampoo lather Mama
cause more curses, taps off
Towel wrapped, she dresses red faced me in dry clothes
Grumbles over Gran's innacuracy
Guaged bottle lid's removal happens best when tipped up!
- You don't need to teats me how to drink!!
Word Count is 200
26th July 2020
Written for Contest: 'Craziest Time'
Sponsor: Caren Krutsinger
Copyright © Sigrid Ermine | Year Posted 2020
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