I spot you writhing
in your shell
undersized however
you possess an ocean
tally and release a tide
bestow your
tenderness to distinctive
forsake, further
vacuous chest
until slender bird
abandons nidus
his feathers come to
craft a verse of reliance
what a precious devotion
It's a ballad that...
I always create for you.
Written: September 30, 2022
My grandson fingers his brain
He sings and listens to it but mainly clings
He prods and jabs it
His thoughts are drawn to where he is pointing
They desire his touch
And triumph with each poke and squeeze
But are ever needful of attention
His finger padded larvae crawl up
A new days branches
Until a butterfly of insight emerges
And alights upon an eager nidus of neurons
Hurry to wiggle the air, the hair
That cascades from his mother's head
The casing for another beautiful brain
that duly desires his grabbing and twisting
Insistent kneading for them both
To have their daily bread of love.
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