Yesterday, was not an emergency,
though I posted with urgency
the prose poem describing what
her fingers crush and mash
She, cleaned and sated,
I couldn’t have waited
then to my job I did dash.
Day 7 Part Two
Prompt: Finger
Form: Prose Poem
Device: Missing Assonance

When first born they grip you with a fist
clutching a finger as if it were a nipple
with love and adoration sometimes
you have to pry yourself loose

When a bit older they learn to pinch
a breast, your face, all the loose skin they can grasp
glee and pinching go together with the drool
strength and manual dexterity

A toddler is all motor skills gross
advancing to motor skills fine
use of hand force to bring a
cheerio closer and pop it in the mouth
with two fingers.

Sign language letters
was all about repetitive finger wiggles
too early to read her fingers,
looks like trying to snap her fingers
when its an attempt to spell her name

“B E A U T I F U L B A B Y”
Device: Missing Assonance
No, I don’t miss it. Its just missing.


Any thoughts on the above post are appreciated! Otherwise, I think I must be living under a rock.

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