[Poetry Friday]: To Mimic the Womb

poetry friday

Iphigene here!

Today, I share another poem from the Open Spaces series. This series were poems inspired by paintings I made. I did the series as an exercise in writing.  This is the last poem of the series. You can read Open Spaces #2 (here) and Open Spaces#3 (here).

Thanks to Frankie and Mary Lee of A Year of Reading for hosting today’s poetry friday. Check them out for more poetry!

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Open Spaces#4: Womb & Freedom

To mimic the womb

We curl our bodies,

Hide in dark places

Praying for comfort,

For safety.

 

I hid in dark places,

Nooks and crannies,

Beneath tables

And stairs, nursing

My broken soul

 

Like a fetus, grasping

For warmth—for

Love that envelopes

You in darkness

I waited and

Waited

 

But the darkness I knew

Was cold, consuming

Filling my beaten up

Soul with promises

Of loneliness,

Rejection and a misery

Everlasting

 

To be swallowed

Or to escape

 

To mimic birds

We hold our hands up

In elation and freedom

Running across wide spaces

Jumping high to touch

The sky

 

Escape,

pushing out

Of tight spaces,

Stepping into the light

I run

Run

Run

Run

 

Endlessly

Into an emptiness

A silence of heart

Of mind

Of spirit

 

Into the arms

Of freedom

Into the solitude

And quiet

Of nothingness

14 Comments on [Poetry Friday]: To Mimic the Womb

  1. maryleehahn // June 9, 2017 at 6:39 pm // Reply

    I commented on Donna’s post about the turning point in her poem. That’s what I love best about yours, too!

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  2. Yes, I also like how your poem shifts in the middle and alights , giving us a feeling of freedom and release by the end. Didn’t realize you were a painter too! Such talent. 🙂

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  3. Do you paint regularly, Iphigene? I really like your painting. “To mimic birds/We hold our hands up/In elation and freedom” is lovely.

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  4. I read, then looked at your painting, then read again, Iphigene. That hopeful turning as others mention seems also in the raised arm. Beautiful images in both, a story of hope. Your series is a life’s capturing. I imagine you finding it in the future and loving the journey taken and ending well.

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  5. I love your paintings, what a beautiful pairing with such powerful words.

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  6. Very effective repetition of Run. It sets the poem (and reader) free. Your painting is really lovely, too.

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  7. Beautiful–both painting and poem. I love how the poem turns toward hope.

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