Poems about Birth
#birth
Poems about birth and being born. Poetry about mothers giving birth to their children, and poems about new life beginning. Includes nature poems about the birth of other animals.
ClovenTongue34
Poem Published
14th May 2023 5:07pm
14th May 2023 5:07pm
Dearly Un-Departed
This poem goes out to mothers that have lost their kids in some way inspired by my wife’s story of a few miscarriages she had prior to meeting me that as a result of some complications in her health, that made it to where she couldn’t carry children to term, and even has had surgery as a result that made it to where she can’t even try to bear children. Also inspired by other notable stories of other mothers I know that have lost one of their kids as a result of various situations including my Nana who was there when my mom passed away. No mother should ever have to bury their child, it’s an...
#sadness
#mother
#birth
#death
#MothersDay
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oskar
Poem Published
13th May 2023 4:54pm
13th May 2023 4:54pm
dark
Dark water swimmer
If I were a deep-sea diver, I would swim to the Azores
were the water is not so cold; meet up with dolphins
that remembered me from my time on ships when
waving to them from the deck
They would feed me sardines since I’m too slow to catch
anyone alone
When I meet a tiger shark, I will bow my head, show
respect and call him my lordship; messages will be sent
“Don’t touch this man, as he is not a seal.”
I will go ashore in Madeira, get drunk in a bar and when
they arrest and try to deport me, I will tell them the...
If I were a deep-sea diver, I would swim to the Azores
were the water is not so cold; meet up with dolphins
that remembered me from my time on ships when
waving to them from the deck
They would feed me sardines since I’m too slow to catch
anyone alone
When I meet a tiger shark, I will bow my head, show
respect and call him my lordship; messages will be sent
“Don’t touch this man, as he is not a seal.”
I will go ashore in Madeira, get drunk in a bar and when
they arrest and try to deport me, I will tell them the...
#birth
#birthday
#aging #dating
#aging #dating
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oskar
Poem Published
4th May 2023 9:37am
4th May 2023 9:37am
nuclear war wished for
A nuclear war wished for
There is among the youth of the West an ingrained boredom
a hidden wish to swipe away from the old world they live in
they can’t see for mist on windows and need to clear the view
the dream of an exploding world where they will be survivors.
If a few survive. they will soon wish they hadn’t the destruction
will be complete, save from cockroaches and perhaps
a few ulcerated dogs will die of starvation.
As for the rich, in their bunkers, will turn against one another
eat their children and finally open the door to an...
There is among the youth of the West an ingrained boredom
a hidden wish to swipe away from the old world they live in
they can’t see for mist on windows and need to clear the view
the dream of an exploding world where they will be survivors.
If a few survive. they will soon wish they hadn’t the destruction
will be complete, save from cockroaches and perhaps
a few ulcerated dogs will die of starvation.
As for the rich, in their bunkers, will turn against one another
eat their children and finally open the door to an...
#birth
#teens
#motherhood
#childhood
#sleep
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
23rd Apr 2023 9:53pm
23rd Apr 2023 9:53pm
The Beautiful Calling From The Womb (Birth- COTS)
We are the unheard voices once a Queen’s egg has met the King’s sperm, in that moment, we are your soul’s reflection your next generation, bearing undiscovered gifts
From that joyous occasion our mission on earth has been ordained by the winds of time unto your vessel the blessing unto the darkness, the river of life’s Big Bang theory’s our creation blended in that blissful mist
Molecules exploding into tiny pieces of a miracle to find that fertile wanton egg, the hope in the royal flow, as impending life drift, unto that direct divine hit
We will come with eyes to see...
From that joyous occasion our mission on earth has been ordained by the winds of time unto your vessel the blessing unto the darkness, the river of life’s Big Bang theory’s our creation blended in that blissful mist
Molecules exploding into tiny pieces of a miracle to find that fertile wanton egg, the hope in the royal flow, as impending life drift, unto that direct divine hit
We will come with eyes to see...
#birth
#spiritual
#evolution
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Ald
Jove.
Jove.
Poem Published
18th Apr 2023 5:41pm
18th Apr 2023 5:41pm
The great giant panda.
He feeds on Grass
So green
Like a funny story
In edges of water
Across the wood
Like a little bit plum
Would do his way
In bus and sun
Of river white violet
Like a little ghost
In town
In the park with
a bark
In the clow so cloy.
So green
Like a funny story
In edges of water
Across the wood
Like a little bit plum
Would do his way
In bus and sun
Of river white violet
Like a little ghost
In town
In the park with
a bark
In the clow so cloy.
#birth
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Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Bumped 31st Mar 2023 2:42pm
6th Feb 2023 1:14pm
6th Feb 2023 1:14pm
How Was I Made?
My mother used to say that when she was a young girl, she held the wish for me like a flower inside her blouse, careful not to crush it.
When she met my father, she took out the flower and spread its petals for him.
He said it was beautiful.
By Nizana’s Daughter
When she met my father, she took out the flower and spread its petals for him.
He said it was beautiful.
By Nizana’s Daughter
#birth
#motherhood
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atmos_productions
Atmos
Atmos
Poem Published
20th Mar 2023 1:46pm
20th Mar 2023 1:46pm
Life
A new conception
Two mammals form a pair bond
The basis for monogamy
Friction against a membrane
Producing a sensation
Stimulation leading to a release
Contractions propel cells into tubes
Searching for fusion before they die
An ovum is penetrated
And fertilisation begins
Developing over a period of months
A heart begins to beat
Vibrations of sound can be heard
Footprints and fingerprints form
Eyes can open and close
A water breaking
Signals the start of labour
A dilation reveals...
Two mammals form a pair bond
The basis for monogamy
Friction against a membrane
Producing a sensation
Stimulation leading to a release
Contractions propel cells into tubes
Searching for fusion before they die
An ovum is penetrated
And fertilisation begins
Developing over a period of months
A heart begins to beat
Vibrations of sound can be heard
Footprints and fingerprints form
Eyes can open and close
A water breaking
Signals the start of labour
A dilation reveals...
#birth
#motherhood
#animals
#fatherhood
#pregnancy
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PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
18th Mar 2023 9:04pm
18th Mar 2023 9:04pm
Bumpy
Chapter 1
The Birth
Norman and Marlon had a sister named Claudia. She was their only sister. Claudia gave birth to a baby girl. The baby was born prematurely and she was such a tiny thing. She weighed about two and a half pounds. The doctors at the hospital had to keep Claudia’s baby in an incubator for a few weeks. Claudia’s family were so happy when she brought home her cute Indian baby. Norman was the youngest sibling. Although Marlon and his sister could not get along well, he loved his first niece very much. Claudia would put the baby on a pillow to sleep...
The Birth
Norman and Marlon had a sister named Claudia. She was their only sister. Claudia gave birth to a baby girl. The baby was born prematurely and she was such a tiny thing. She weighed about two and a half pounds. The doctors at the hospital had to keep Claudia’s baby in an incubator for a few weeks. Claudia’s family were so happy when she brought home her cute Indian baby. Norman was the youngest sibling. Although Marlon and his sister could not get along well, he loved his first niece very much. Claudia would put the baby on a pillow to sleep...
#brother
#sister
#birth
#school
#daughter
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MYSTERIOUS_GIRL
Lizzy_3164
Lizzy_3164
Poem Published
17th Mar 2023 6:37pm
17th Mar 2023 6:37pm
The Suffering Ceased
She received it in her womb in joy
In bliss, she start calling it my girl or boy
She begins to vomit, praying that God may keep it save
Days were counting down, she endured it and still brave
Husband died after she conceived unborn
She was so thrive as she was passing in thorns
After six months, her womb began to bloat
Baby was enjoying inside as if it float
Kicking and boxing while its mom is in pain
Suffering today, happiness will be gained
Baby move itself round its mom's belly
While its mom was in front...
In bliss, she start calling it my girl or boy
She begins to vomit, praying that God may keep it save
Days were counting down, she endured it and still brave
Husband died after she conceived unborn
She was so thrive as she was passing in thorns
After six months, her womb began to bloat
Baby was enjoying inside as if it float
Kicking and boxing while its mom is in pain
Suffering today, happiness will be gained
Baby move itself round its mom's belly
While its mom was in front...
#mother
#birth
#motherhood #family
#motherhood #family
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Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
28th Feb 2023 2:00pm
28th Feb 2023 2:00pm
Making Music
Her disciplined fingers,
trained in the nuance of
turning a musical phrase,
guided him into the place
she’d known was special
since she was a little girl.
Her mother once told her not to let anyone touch it.
It was a treasure to be shared only when older.
On this appointed night, she carefully
placed his tightened bow against her strings.
There was only silence in their joining,
but it held the sway and flow of music.
Out of that silence, they discovered a
rhythm and motion that would lead
to...
trained in the nuance of
turning a musical phrase,
guided him into the place
she’d known was special
since she was a little girl.
Her mother once told her not to let anyone touch it.
It was a treasure to be shared only when older.
On this appointed night, she carefully
placed his tightened bow against her strings.
There was only silence in their joining,
but it held the sway and flow of music.
Out of that silence, they discovered a
rhythm and motion that would lead
to...
#birth
#erotic
#music
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oskar
Poem Published
4th Feb 2023 6:41pm
4th Feb 2023 6:41pm
newspaper clippings
newspaper clippings
A teenage girl is killed by a shark
While another teenage girl wins millions in the lottery
A Ukrainian murderer said he killed three Russians
Liz Truss, the incompetent, is returning to politics.
The pope urges people to rise, their voices, which
Is ok, if you are abroad and do not risk decapitation
An actress had to fake orgasm to win a bar of toffees
It was a gruelling job; she says, it gave her diabetes
We also read keeping dogs and cats as pets is cruel
Subjecting them to a life of...
A teenage girl is killed by a shark
While another teenage girl wins millions in the lottery
A Ukrainian murderer said he killed three Russians
Liz Truss, the incompetent, is returning to politics.
The pope urges people to rise, their voices, which
Is ok, if you are abroad and do not risk decapitation
An actress had to fake orgasm to win a bar of toffees
It was a gruelling job; she says, it gave her diabetes
We also read keeping dogs and cats as pets is cruel
Subjecting them to a life of...
#birth
#marriage
#death
#birthday
#anniversary
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oskar
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2023 5:24pm
2nd Feb 2023 5:24pm
her birthday
Her birthday.
She awoke before her husband, who was the early riser
she was 80 yrs. old it was her birthday and preparing
a great lunch of filet steak with baked potatoes and salat
A lot of food, her husband said, yes, she lied, I have made
food for several days, and can’t cook every day.
She carried the phone in her apron pocket, but it didn’t ring.
After a long delay, she decided it was time for luncheon
Lovely food; she had even opened up a bottle of wine.
No, she wasn’t hungry; her husband knew why and waited,
she cried.
No...
She awoke before her husband, who was the early riser
she was 80 yrs. old it was her birthday and preparing
a great lunch of filet steak with baked potatoes and salat
A lot of food, her husband said, yes, she lied, I have made
food for several days, and can’t cook every day.
She carried the phone in her apron pocket, but it didn’t ring.
After a long delay, she decided it was time for luncheon
Lovely food; she had even opened up a bottle of wine.
No, she wasn’t hungry; her husband knew why and waited,
she cried.
No...
#birth
#marriage
#childhood
#aging
#dating
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