I jumped in on a writing prompt in a comment from ramblingsfromamum in her post here.
The comment was “Trickling like water across the mossy stones… your time starts now”
I decided to try to add the last part in as part of the prompt 😀
Forced relocation
Trickling like water across the mossy stones
She knew it wouldn’t be long now and let out a small groan
Pressure
Liquid running down her leg, she felt both hope and fear
Thoughts were for her mother, passed away, wipe a tear
Pain
Dusty line of Cherokee, pushed along the path
Traveling this Trail of Tears, how long would this pain last
Hold
Hers would be a mixed rain, both joy and pain of birth
Forced relocations both, they would have to endure
Drift
Wandering off the path a bit, getting out-of-the-way
She felt the trickle turn to gush her plug had given way
Bitter sweet
Finding shade behind a tree, thankful for release
Squatting down, she closed her eyes and began to squeeze
Push
Life and death along the path, forced march is how
Looked her baby in the eyes, … your time starts now
Stephen Kellogg – 2012
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I am over shadowed by a master!! 🙂 Even using ‘your time starts now’ so ingenious – well done Stephen – Ugh childbirth..takes me back. Pain and the push parts my favourite. Excellent – thank you for participating.
Rambly,
You humble me with your comments. I enjoyed the challenge and a great prompt line it was… OK, you asked for a line so I’ll see what I can do.
hmm…
“For the days you left me standing”
ok There’s one for you 😀
Enjoy,
Stephen