Baby waking.

I wrote this poem for the creative challenge Paul Brookes is running on his blog as part of the Wildlife Trust’s 30 Days of Wild. Yesterday the snapper came to visit, her first day out of the city since she was born all of six weeks ago. Paul posted the poem here along with the other contributions, poetry and artwork.


Baby waking

Six weeks old
her first day outside the city
grizzling after the long journey
I carry her across the meadow
beneath the trees by the stream.

I hear the grizzle change
to crooning chirrups weaving
among the bird songs
the feathered calls
and the burble of the water.

She lifts her head
eyes entranced by leaf movement
the dappled sky
light on green
oh the flash of wings.

There is wonder even now
scarce left the womb
eyes barely focused on the world
and already the world is wildโ€”
the trees have claimed her.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

34 thoughts on “Baby waking.”

      1. How long did you spend with her. You say it was her first trip out of her house, but had you been to her house to visit or did coronavirus make that unwise?

      2. We went to see her when she was just over a week old. We didn’t stay long because it’s a small apartment and some of our other children invited themselves too as they live quite close. It was pretty crowded.
        They came for the day on Sunday and it was much more relaxed.

      3. The strange thing is that I don’t see her as being much to do with me. I never felt that way about my children either. They are all and always have been very much themselves. The baby looks like her father more than anyone, though he is very dark. Occasionally I see an expression of my son’s that was and expression of my dad’s. Just little flashes of light in the gene pool ๐Ÿ™‚

  1. What a lovely poem! One that I hope you’ll share with her someday. Goodness, I just had a thought of how wonderful it would be for her to know that you wax poetic about her ๐Ÿ™‚
    And she’s so adorable … I love her little outfit!

    1. Thanks Marie. I hope she won’t mind, that’s all ๐Ÿ™‚ There’ll no doubt be a period from around age 12/13 until 17 or so when she’ll be profoundly embarrassed!

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