Poems About Birth Seeking Friendly Advice
#birth
Poems about birth seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
Fate in the Stars
Polarity principle.
Concentration envelops.
Oscillation and wavelength.
Vertical span.
Horizontal lineage.
Points of observation.
Direction folds.
Synchronous development.
Fascinating perception.
Dimension exponentiates.
Massive scales dwarf.
Miniscule details emerge.
Quantum inquisition.
Synergistic symbiosis.
Vast vantage.
Omnipresence fathomed.
Significant balance.
Magnetic paradigm.
Algorithm shifting.
Mysterious relativity.
Factors define.
Momentous progress. ...
Concentration envelops.
Oscillation and wavelength.
Vertical span.
Horizontal lineage.
Points of observation.
Direction folds.
Synchronous development.
Fascinating perception.
Dimension exponentiates.
Massive scales dwarf.
Miniscule details emerge.
Quantum inquisition.
Synergistic symbiosis.
Vast vantage.
Omnipresence fathomed.
Significant balance.
Magnetic paradigm.
Algorithm shifting.
Mysterious relativity.
Factors define.
Momentous progress. ...
#birth
#death
#earth
#stars
#universe
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A Legacy
for my granddaughter Varley
I open my arms to receive you.
Cradling your tiny head,
I gently kiss the soft tufts of your hair.
A rush of sweetness envelops me.
Powder and lotion, long-buried memories
of holding such a delicate life in my hands.
Buried but not forgotten.
To hold you feels right;
to hold you feels like love and home
and Hope.
I marvel at your miniature fingers and toes,
how such a small thing
can make me want to live so much.
I burn silently with love and tenderness
for you.
You are...
I open my arms to receive you.
Cradling your tiny head,
I gently kiss the soft tufts of your hair.
A rush of sweetness envelops me.
Powder and lotion, long-buried memories
of holding such a delicate life in my hands.
Buried but not forgotten.
To hold you feels right;
to hold you feels like love and home
and Hope.
I marvel at your miniature fingers and toes,
how such a small thing
can make me want to live so much.
I burn silently with love and tenderness
for you.
You are...
#birth
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corruption
Corruption
I like winter evenings in Portugal
lit wood fire
my wife prepares the evening meal
On my way home one evening
a police officer stopped me
something about my headlight
I thought of offering him a bribe
but had no idea how to go about it
Police officers are not well-paid
and Christmas was coming up
I'm not a regular Don Corleone
The officer looked disappointed
the traffic fine is sent by post
I told my wife about this episode
the hairdresser in the village
had told her the officer shaves ...
I like winter evenings in Portugal
lit wood fire
my wife prepares the evening meal
On my way home one evening
a police officer stopped me
something about my headlight
I thought of offering him a bribe
but had no idea how to go about it
Police officers are not well-paid
and Christmas was coming up
I'm not a regular Don Corleone
The officer looked disappointed
the traffic fine is sent by post
I told my wife about this episode
the hairdresser in the village
had told her the officer shaves ...
#aging
#birth
#childhood
#dating
#LifeCycle
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Vale Paradiso
Vale Paradiso
The sea life is blueness caused by monotony
Formica tables and dirty fingernails
as the ship wanders between water vales
climbing to the top of mountainous berg
and sharply falling into a foamy brew
when the storm persists, knowing a small
mishap is fatal, there is nothing one can
do, but hoping the end will be quick
In my ignorance, I look at the map that
shows the oceans, which appear to be endless
will the ship ever reach Los Angeles
I think of Vale Paradiso, this cumbersome
will not make it that...
The sea life is blueness caused by monotony
Formica tables and dirty fingernails
as the ship wanders between water vales
climbing to the top of mountainous berg
and sharply falling into a foamy brew
when the storm persists, knowing a small
mishap is fatal, there is nothing one can
do, but hoping the end will be quick
In my ignorance, I look at the map that
shows the oceans, which appear to be endless
will the ship ever reach Los Angeles
I think of Vale Paradiso, this cumbersome
will not make it that...
#aging
#birth
#dating
#death
#fatherhood
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Ultrasound
My daughter returns home,
bringing black and white pictures
of the new life growing inside her.
You are waiting to emerge
from her womb; it is only weeks now
before your birth. In the pictures,
I can see clearly the liquid outline
of your beautiful face
–you, strange little alien from
a place I've never known,
some faraway planet
of purity and perfection.
I can almost trace
with my unworthy finger
the soft, angry flare of your nostrils,
your tiny fist curled
and...
bringing black and white pictures
of the new life growing inside her.
You are waiting to emerge
from her womb; it is only weeks now
before your birth. In the pictures,
I can see clearly the liquid outline
of your beautiful face
–you, strange little alien from
a place I've never known,
some faraway planet
of purity and perfection.
I can almost trace
with my unworthy finger
the soft, angry flare of your nostrils,
your tiny fist curled
and...
#birth
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knowledge
and as
i lay
taking
my last
breath,
of course
death came
to me,
and whispered
in my
ear all
the answers
to questions
about why
we
were here
and what
life was
supposed
to be
about.
i lay
taking
my last
breath,
of course
death came
to me,
and whispered
in my
ear all
the answers
to questions
about why
we
were here
and what
life was
supposed
to be
about.
#aging
#birth
#death #fate
#death #fate
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legacy
go to sleep
little wonder
magic born
of my insides
in your dreams
I hope you wander
in fields of lilac
lullaby
make a wish
hold it so close
it clings to tears
when you cry
blessed be your life
my angel
I promise
I will never lie
silent stars fall
around your halo
you must have lost it
in the night
follow footsteps
from your window
dancing feet bare
beneath moonlight
hold me close
I won't let go
through brightest day
or blackest night ...
little wonder
magic born
of my insides
in your dreams
I hope you wander
in fields of lilac
lullaby
make a wish
hold it so close
it clings to tears
when you cry
blessed be your life
my angel
I promise
I will never lie
silent stars fall
around your halo
you must have lost it
in the night
follow footsteps
from your window
dancing feet bare
beneath moonlight
hold me close
I won't let go
through brightest day
or blackest night ...
#birth
#children
#daughter
#lyrics
#son
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This brief glow.
The atom lives forever
or so I've heard said,
ten to the thirty-fifth power
it were in a book what I read.
Now, we are built from atoms
bound in our body mass,
on death, released, what happens
Why', they are put out to grass!
Or wrought to air, composed as such,
and from this mortal blow,
free forever, as I clutch,
to my brief glow.
or so I've heard said,
ten to the thirty-fifth power
it were in a book what I read.
Now, we are built from atoms
bound in our body mass,
on death, released, what happens
Why', they are put out to grass!
Or wrought to air, composed as such,
and from this mortal blow,
free forever, as I clutch,
to my brief glow.
#birth
#death
#rhyming
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the execution
the night of the executions
On the roof of his loft room, there was a half-open window
by climbing up on a chair, he could see over
the rim and eye
the camp for Russian prisoners of war.
on clear nights, especially when the moon was almost full
he was fascinated by the details and could see the upland
and the village bathed in blue and silver.
it was in the middle of a war,
the boy was five years old
and had been sent to a farm to be safe from nightly sirens
that had frightened him
it was on a night like this,...
On the roof of his loft room, there was a half-open window
by climbing up on a chair, he could see over
the rim and eye
the camp for Russian prisoners of war.
on clear nights, especially when the moon was almost full
he was fascinated by the details and could see the upland
and the village bathed in blue and silver.
it was in the middle of a war,
the boy was five years old
and had been sent to a farm to be safe from nightly sirens
that had frightened him
it was on a night like this,...
#birth
#motherhood
#aging
#nostalgia
#dating
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travel to Porto
On the way to Porto for a week's holiday, we drove through a pine forest a man planted forest the way each
stood at a respectful distance from each other
A year later in high summer, the forest took fire and
when flames met on the road, cars were trapped and many people, and families, died in the horrific hell-fire.
Our hotel was situated at a height, we had asked for a downtown hotel, my wife said it was my fault since I had tried to speak Portuguese- not far from a disused water tower, it's gated surrounding full of rats where every night hideous screams were heard in...
stood at a respectful distance from each other
A year later in high summer, the forest took fire and
when flames met on the road, cars were trapped and many people, and families, died in the horrific hell-fire.
Our hotel was situated at a height, we had asked for a downtown hotel, my wife said it was my fault since I had tried to speak Portuguese- not far from a disused water tower, it's gated surrounding full of rats where every night hideous screams were heard in...
#birth
#childhood
#aging
#dating
#fatherhood
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A Love Unbeknownst to me
Fortitude of anxiety, works its assiduous magic
Blinded by the preparations, threads of logic hanging in a clumsy net
Time it rushes all at once and the ideas become realised
Blood, shit, screams and pain, welcome to the world
Trauma has attacked, all victims to the truth
Nature’s lesson be - that hardship brings great things
Reeling from the shock, witnessing the implications unfold before me
Next comes something special, hidden from my prescience
A love unbeknownst to me, a fettering of my heart
...
Blinded by the preparations, threads of logic hanging in a clumsy net
Time it rushes all at once and the ideas become realised
Blood, shit, screams and pain, welcome to the world
Trauma has attacked, all victims to the truth
Nature’s lesson be - that hardship brings great things
Reeling from the shock, witnessing the implications unfold before me
Next comes something special, hidden from my prescience
A love unbeknownst to me, a fettering of my heart
...
#love
#birth
#spiritual #philosophical
#spiritual #philosophical
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Breath
Breath
The first we take
And the last
It's a contradiction
A giver and a taker
The first we take
And the last
It's a contradiction
A giver and a taker
#birth
#death
#PowerOfWords
#LifeCycle
#SelfReflection
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DU Poetry : Poems About Birth Seeking Friendly Advice