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Harnessing the Madness
By Jacqueline Cioffa
Don’t worry Hush, little mama
Dry your acrid, bittersweet, woeful tears
Don’t you cry, pretty mama
Your darling, happy, freckle-face baby is struggling, fevered, and
deliriously HOT
Oh, okay, go on then
Go ahead and cry, little mama
Cry those real, big-old-salty tears
Enough to fill an ocean
Squash the fire under mountains of regret, and molten lava erupting
Don’t worry, hush lullaby mama
Your baby girl is a strong, solid swimmer
You taught her that
You and her, submersed
Her JOY full love of water
Bouncy, giggly, freedom submerged while cemented together hand in
hand
She was fearless in your arms
Unafraid of stormy seas, tsunamis and heavenly floods
Little girl’s flapping her arms now, mama
Crazed, and kicking hard to swim to the top
Oh hush now, pretty mama,
don’t worry your fraught, exhausted mind or fret
Water trumps fire, and this girl
Your darling baby
She
Is
Harnessing the madness
Submersed, safe and sound in the Marianas Trench
Her screaming, gurgling lungs breathe better
In utero
Go on now, mama, gather your salty tear filled buckets and buckets and buckets
Pour them right over her head
Fire burns out, smoldering wet
The melody is haunting and heartbeat sweet, familiar
And sigh so lovely, lovely, lovely
Your baby feels all the feels, smells in color and vibrates clickety-clack
sounds underwater
Hush, now child, don’t you cry, too
Together in tandem
Your mama is there, she’s right there
Feet firmly rooted by rocks, wood and earth on solid ground
Smiling down
Harnessing the madness with her bleeding, thumping, overflowing
bursting heart
In two-time rhythm
Same heart, hers and yours
Keeping time together
She tosses a life jacket attached to an unbreakable umbilical cord, made
from solid oak, and knotty pine twine
The rope plays shadow games on the surface, as the water sways to
and fro
Under the prettiest, blinding white sunlight
Bubbles of air and H2O
Oxygen
Hush now, mama, keep pouring those frozen buckets of ice-cold-doubt
Over your girl’s scorching, sizzling brain on fire head
Hush mama, your little dolly is just a girl, and not a funny fish
She’s going to be A-OK, alright?
Hush mama, her head’s on fire, and lungs are all wet
But, she’s paddling hard and fast towards the surface
Flailing and searching for your firm grip, and steady resolve
Inside her shaky, trembling fingers
Oh, sweet heartbeat
The birds chip, and an indigo blue, clear sky, sunshine lights up the dark,
murky, clouded depths
Blue is the loveliest color
Pretty, strong, and powerful
Little mama is calling her name
Right there, oh, there she is
Mama’s shadow, bounce-back light and love reflection
Makes circle formations, bubble distress calls, and H2O air
Oxygen
Right above the surface,
Mama stands tall, barefoot on the green grass
Beside her baby girl, all along
Mama, your dolphin lung baby is gasping for air underwater, squashing the flames, and surrendering
Floating freely, buoyant, as the salt tides push her to the surface, and the scorching sun’s beautiful, intoxicating light feels warm and inviting
She sees her mama’s pretty face for the first time, smiling and kind
Aged
Bound forever by love, and heaven on earth
Little girl remembers, hope floats
Her one and only, mama’s fierce motherly love waits, prays and watches
Her all-grown-up girl
The gyspy, free-flying, Mustang wild spirit, good, mad woman
Grow roots, and quiet her wings
Thank you, dear mama
Yours, and only yours
L.o.V.e.
Anchors the soul
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