Inside the Mind of Isadora


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WDYS – A Child is Born

The morning sunrise was brilliant.

They enjoyed breakfast on the patio.

A game of chess in the garden was their plan for later that afternoon.

Suddenly, a cramp caused her body to flinch. 

The laborious suffering of childbirth had begun.

A precious child would be joining them soon.

Their lack of experience weighed heavy, draining their emotions. 

They felt anxious; yet, they’d been waiting months for this moment.

With tear filled eyes, she grasped his hand and flinched again.

The physical pain would soon reward them with a glorious gift.

A gift filling their hearts with immeasurable happiness and love.

2022©Isadora Delavega

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                                                                          Word Count: 100

Genre: Flash Fiction

Photo Credit: Kelly Sikkema@Unsplash

 

 


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The BeZine News

My poem has been published in the summer isuue of The BeZine. It’s inspired by the men and women of Ukraine who leave their families behind. I’m honored it was selected. Thank you to the committee. To read it in BeZine click here

Remember Me and Return

Darkness covers me like a blanket

Shadows surround my thoughts

My arms wrap tightly around me

Deserted, no one home

You keep me isolated 

My only friend, just you

Smiles ne’er intrude our space

With you, I’m safe and whole

The thorns of my emotions

Keep rising from deep inside

Always in your shadows

Always in your arms

I cannot see the rose

Only thorns of pain

Madness all around me

It keeps me huddled tight

Tomorrow won’t be different

It will always be the same

Fear keeps me shaking

My spirit is tattered, worn

Darkness gives me comfort

Forever, all alone

My prayer is you’ll 

Remember me and return home

2022©Isadora DeLaVega


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A Child is Born

Ablaze 2021©Isadora DeLaVega

The urban sunrise was brilliant.

They enjoyed breakfast on the patio.

A game of chess in the garden was their plan for later that afternoon.

Suddenly, a cramp caused her body to flinch. 

The intense suffering of childbirth had begun.

A precious child would be joining them soon.

Their lack of experience weighed heavy, draining their emotions. 

They felt anxious; yet, they had been waiting months for this moment.

With tear-filled eyes, she grasped his hand and flinched again.

The physical pain would soon reward them with a glorious gift.

The gift will fill their hearts with immeasurable love and happiness.

2021©Isadora DeLaVega

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Inky Mess – PPP#3

Olivia, where on earth have you been with Inky?

Pointing, Olivia said, he did it, Momma.

He did what?

Well, he was running really fast. I tried to keep up, but I couldn’t.

Then, he got to the grimy pond and jumped in. I had to jump in and get him. When I got out, there was dirty mud all over Inky and me.

No more jumping in the pond from now on, or I’ll have to keep Inky in his safety cage.

Okay, let’s get you both cleaned up and ready for a nap.

Yes, Momma, replied Olivia obediently.

2021©Isadora De La Vega

Word Count: 100

Genre: Flash Fiction

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