A Poem: Some Days | Poetry | Hudson Valley | Hudson Valley; Chronogram
Pin It
Favorite

A Poem: Some Days 

Dedicated to the Children of Haiti

Some days,
My hollow belly begs
Before my body rises.

Some days,
My breath is all that sustains me,
From sun up to sun down.

At morning,
I imagine
My mother’s hands
Turning over the soil.
Her voice humming,
Chanting for unity and peace,
That is her ritual.

Some days,
The waiting feels quite long.
A glimmer of hope
Keeps my cup half full.

My eyes keep watch for
The mercy, the miracle,
The light from the road.

So I sit, and I watch
I sit and I watch—
Some make it back.

Speaking of...

Pin It
Favorite

Comments

Subscribe to this thread:

Add a comment

Readers also liked…

Hudson Valley Events

submit event

Drawing, Painting and Composition

Thursdays, 1-4 p.m. Continues through Dec. 14

Common Ground

Oct. 6-Nov. 13 — A photography exhibition by Ellen Lynch. The exhibit pairs separate photographs of...

View all of today's events

Latest in Poetry

More by Jerrice Baptiste

Hudson Valley Tweets