PostsChallengesPortalsAuthorsBooks
Sign Up
Log In
Posts
Challenges
Portals
Authors
Books
beta
Sign Up
Search
Challenge
Challenge of the Week CXCIX
From being encased by uterine fluid to the bright light of day one: Write a poem about being born.
Lekaaren

Rolling Water

Those tears were my first thing

Touching me

Those were hands

Embracing my soon to be

Life

If only I knew that more would come

Just as the light hits my eyes

And the whole new sounds hit me

Like I'm a glass about to be shattered

Yes

Those are new

Crying anew

While I'm embraced