I Read Poems To You

a haiku sonnet

“Beautiful child with / an artistic soul, I’ll meet / you in your dream world,” haiku. Photo and poem by Rachel B. Baxter.

I read poems to you
in the brightness of your room,
and let you relate

to the quip and wit,
sister sleeping on my arm,
a tender moment —

you love touchable
words, thick, whipping cream paper,
silliness and guile,

a young one snoring,
a young one still listening,
a mother at peace —

words that slide like smoke through air,
quietude falls everywhere.

Mother Scorpion