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The Womb

The Womb

 

A life giving womb

the womb of warmth

the womb of darkness

the womb of nearness

the womb of protection

let me languish here

do not disturb me

I am safe in this dark

keep me till Spring comes

then launch me to the world

to colour, clouds and sun

then take me back

keep me inside

I want to sleep eternal 

in a womb, a place

of intermittent sleep

the womb of perpetual love

where I am safe

held in a womb of peace

never to be born

only to be

in the womb

never to cease

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M.C. Newberry

Wed 21st Nov 2018 14:37

Reminds me of my small flat here in the centre of The Smoke - except that I'm
content with this womb with a view!?
(despite an uneasy association of the words
"womb" and "tomb"!).

<Deleted User> (19913)

Wed 21st Nov 2018 12:15

Keith, this is so clever. Enclosing and enveloping like a womb. I love your work.

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Stu Buck

Wed 21st Nov 2018 02:38

the shorter lines work well and make the piece feel claustrophobic which is what the womb must be like. i also get comfort from the piece, again keeping in line with the theme. good piece of writing keith.

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