Tuesday, June 9, 2015

Amanda

Your blotchy skin is mine.
So is your small form curled against me for a lullaby.
"I wonder when..."

You have my heart of strong bricks.
My love for you as tender as the skin grafts on your forearm.
Inextricably intertwined, are we.

My willow girl,
Bending and thin, swishing with the wind
There is something right between us.

I am never more worthy
Your eyes know me, hold me, and I won you with a quarter.
Your sap feeds my heart.

You give and you give
You break down walls to breathe the fresh air
You are cloud-stepping, full-hearted

Sister to my soul
Sister of my body
Daughter of my heart
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18 comments:

  1. MarianJune 9, 2015 at 5:58 PM

    Oh great sigh. I was thinking similar things about my daughter today, specifically about her skin and mine, not as lovely as this. :)

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    1. cosmos camiJune 9, 2015 at 7:07 PM

      My little sister, eight years my junior, has grown and gained so much maturity in the last year, I wanted to celebrate her with these words.

      Since I changed her diapers long ago, I feel a piece of mother ownership to her.

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  2. Sanaa RizviJune 9, 2015 at 6:31 PM

    You have my heart of strong bricks.
    My love for you as tender as the skin grafts on your forearm.
    Inextricably intertwined, are we.

    This is so beautiful.. never knew sentiments could be as vivid as these :D
    Well penned! :D

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  3. kaykualaJune 9, 2015 at 8:08 PM

    Sisters that jive with each other are of a blessed and a privileged class. There can be sibling rivalry but not enmity between them. Wonderful lines Cosmos!

    Hank

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  4. GailJune 9, 2015 at 8:24 PM

    Amazing write.

    Thank you for visiting

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  5. brudbergJune 10, 2015 at 12:23 AM

    I really love such sisterly bond. It must be amazing to see a little sister grow up like this. My sister and I are too close in age to feel more than rivalry I think.

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    1. cosmos camiJune 10, 2015 at 12:33 AM

      I've always loved our age separation. Two brothers are sandwiched in between us. No fighting or quarreling. Love and peace, though I was a bit bossy.

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  6. SuyashJJune 10, 2015 at 12:24 AM

    wow , such a moving poem

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  7. Rosemary Nissen-WadeJune 10, 2015 at 2:19 AM

    Yes indeed, both strength and tenderness in plenty!

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  8. Brother OllieJune 10, 2015 at 3:45 AM

    loving piece - This line is really cool: "You have my heart of strong bricks." This is one of many images that show the connection.

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  9. Vandana SharmaJune 10, 2015 at 5:18 AM

    Female bonding at its best!

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  10. annell4June 10, 2015 at 5:41 AM

    Daughter of my heart is so beautiful!

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  11. colleenJune 10, 2015 at 8:51 AM

    I love this and have known the feeling. I think the mirror experience of having children is a great subject to poetically ponder.

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  12. colleenJune 10, 2015 at 8:51 AM

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  13. AnonymousJune 10, 2015 at 10:25 AM

    I love this. What a beautiful expression of your love.

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  14. BlogorattiJune 10, 2015 at 10:33 AM

    Breathtaking expressions of love.

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  15. UnknownJune 11, 2015 at 10:50 AM

    You express an amazing depth of connection and devotion.

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  16. C.C.June 12, 2015 at 12:57 PM

    You write of the intimacy and the connection so palpably.

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