Colleen Wright - An Infant's Earliest Thoughts.

Colleen Wright - An Infant's Earliest Thoughts.

An Infant's Earliest Thoughts. br br I know nought to think br I know nought to choose br I know nought of win br I know nought of lose. br br The cord was quickly cut br my valves open and shut. br I felt purely alone – br just flesh and bone. br br No warmth – no safety – just me. br What am I? – who am I? - I cannot see. br Instinct tells me to struggle – to survive. br I begin to breathe and hope to stay alive. br br Sounds – all foreign – and so terrifying to me. br I understand not – my eyes beginning to see. br I smell Spring – I smell greyness and dankness. br I feel cold – I feel fear - an unknown strangeness. br br Shapes and beings become familiar to me br Soon I recognize who my carer is going to be. br Loud voices, unhappy sounds, silences I dread, br - come to me - especially when I am in my bed. br br I watch, listen to movements, from people to trees. br I feel the warmth of the summer night's breeze - br and the bite of the sharp, windy, winter's cold - br and still many more sensations – yet to unfold. br br Colleen Wright. T.G. © 24.07.


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