Poems About Birth Seeking Friendly Advice
#birth
Poems about birth seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
The Early Bird (No Worms Involved!)
Twas one week
Before Christmas
When my daughter gave birth
He arrived three weeks early
And created much mirth
He was born in a stripey t-shirt
And a smile upon his face
As he escaped his womb with a view
At rather a rapid pace
His mother, my daughter
A beauty
Beyond all in any compare
Okay i realise humbly
I'm slightly biased
But we all, have been there!
So forward they march
Until Christmas
With little socks upon the tree
Mother, will be mothering
And little baby, glad to be free
But i'm...
Before Christmas
When my daughter gave birth
He arrived three weeks early
And created much mirth
He was born in a stripey t-shirt
And a smile upon his face
As he escaped his womb with a view
At rather a rapid pace
His mother, my daughter
A beauty
Beyond all in any compare
Okay i realise humbly
I'm slightly biased
But we all, have been there!
So forward they march
Until Christmas
With little socks upon the tree
Mother, will be mothering
And little baby, glad to be free
But i'm...
#birth
#family
#LifeCycle #daughter
#LifeCycle #daughter
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Free As A Bird
As quick
As the beating wings
Of a dragonfly
As sharp
As a warriors sword
As soft
As the tears
Of a willow
Slowly weeping
B y a silent river
As rain falls
On sullen leaves
As beautiful
as birdsong
And wondrous
As an unhatched chick
Still awaiting
Its first flight of fancy
by Jemia
As the beating wings
Of a dragonfly
As sharp
As a warriors sword
As soft
As the tears
Of a willow
Slowly weeping
B y a silent river
As rain falls
On sullen leaves
As beautiful
as birdsong
And wondrous
As an unhatched chick
Still awaiting
Its first flight of fancy
by Jemia
#birth
#nature
#LifeCycle
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the wanderer
The Wanderer
His marriage was of the middle-class type
the house bought years ago had trebled in value
which his wife liked to point out.
Of course, few people actually own a house
as they pay the mortgage, ownership is an illusion.
He was an average man with a good job, lived
a good life, fucked his wife every Saturday night
after drinking wine when the loins stirred.
He was not happy he was sad, thought life
had a better thing to offer and walked away.
Through towns and villages, he wandered to find
the elusive that gave...
His marriage was of the middle-class type
the house bought years ago had trebled in value
which his wife liked to point out.
Of course, few people actually own a house
as they pay the mortgage, ownership is an illusion.
He was an average man with a good job, lived
a good life, fucked his wife every Saturday night
after drinking wine when the loins stirred.
He was not happy he was sad, thought life
had a better thing to offer and walked away.
Through towns and villages, he wandered to find
the elusive that gave...
#birth
#marriage
#childhood
#aging
#dating
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a dream journey
A dream Journey
A leaf floats down the river
it had never made a decision
“what’s up doc?”
Back to the past?
No, we have been there.
We are going to the future.
From afar, the leaf
Hear a woman sing
“Let me call you darling.”
(Vera Lynn)
What an idiot I have been!
What’s left is the ocean.
A leaf floats down the river
it had never made a decision
“what’s up doc?”
Back to the past?
No, we have been there.
We are going to the future.
From afar, the leaf
Hear a woman sing
“Let me call you darling.”
(Vera Lynn)
What an idiot I have been!
What’s left is the ocean.
#birth
#childhood
#death
#aging
#dating
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Birth of a Box Head ..... Process
Often I present my art finished
The process however is the jive
Often it's a matter of practice
Color combos, doodling
This is an example
It's not pretty
It's a functional start to conception
The mind's eye is fascinating
A look Inside Poetspeak
Stay tuned
Bigger and Better to follow...
The process however is the jive
Often it's a matter of practice
Color combos, doodling
This is an example
It's not pretty
It's a functional start to conception
The mind's eye is fascinating
A look Inside Poetspeak
Stay tuned
Bigger and Better to follow...
#birth
#TruthOfLife
#art #philosophical
#art #philosophical
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Mercury Webs
Metal legs
Weaving mercury webs
Casted spells
Sculpting eggs
Of francium cells
Transforming earth
A Maman birth
Weaving mercury webs
Casted spells
Sculpting eggs
Of francium cells
Transforming earth
A Maman birth
#dark
#birth
#motherhood
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Baby Jack
#mother
#birth
#death
#son
#pregnancy
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The Reject (x3 Senryu Acrostic)
Thank you Frankenstein
Hybrid children are the best
Everyone wants them
Reliable, behaved
Except our child's free thought
Jill is so carefree!
Eject this child, from home
Children seen, but never heard
Take this 'free' child back
by Jemia
Hybrid children are the best
Everyone wants them
Reliable, behaved
Except our child's free thought
Jill is so carefree!
Eject this child, from home
Children seen, but never heard
Take this 'free' child back
by Jemia
#children
#birth
#manipulation
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basket case
Basket case
There is a smudge on my computer screen trying to clean it with spit,
but no, perhaps it is finger marks left behind by the strange people
Who sits in the back of the computer shop?
Their diet is cola and chocolate; they are thin, bald and weedy looking
I must whisper to them, or they shrink away.
They sulk if I disagree with their diagnosis, it will take time to get
my computer back.
When the owner closes the shop, they climb into toolboxes, the ones with
the helpful drawing of a screwdriver, maybe the smudge is a camera ...
There is a smudge on my computer screen trying to clean it with spit,
but no, perhaps it is finger marks left behind by the strange people
Who sits in the back of the computer shop?
Their diet is cola and chocolate; they are thin, bald and weedy looking
I must whisper to them, or they shrink away.
They sulk if I disagree with their diagnosis, it will take time to get
my computer back.
When the owner closes the shop, they climb into toolboxes, the ones with
the helpful drawing of a screwdriver, maybe the smudge is a camera ...
#birth
#marriage
#holiday
#aging
#luck
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a song for October
A song for October
On the highest crest
Beautiful October
God has gone main-stream
Wants to be loved by us all
Before the big deluge.
Lovely October
God disregard the cycles
My river is dry
While sunbathe in shorts
And think of buying camels.
Godly October
Vacation is our new deity
Tomorrow is today
Frost and snow are banished
But Himalaya is an island
Pretty October
We fight for a place to sit
The strongest win
Design, a new national flag
And we build a golden temple. ...
On the highest crest
Beautiful October
God has gone main-stream
Wants to be loved by us all
Before the big deluge.
Lovely October
God disregard the cycles
My river is dry
While sunbathe in shorts
And think of buying camels.
Godly October
Vacation is our new deity
Tomorrow is today
Frost and snow are banished
But Himalaya is an island
Pretty October
We fight for a place to sit
The strongest win
Design, a new national flag
And we build a golden temple. ...
#birth
#marriage
#birthday #anniversary
#birthday #anniversary
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Mr. Wiggles
the milk cartons reminded her-
the child needed a sip of;
and changing more than
made up, for
returning Iktsuarpok to
my husband.
I kept him 9 months, be it hurt
or love, Iktsuarpok and reminder,
I used to be selfish, no time but
his cute face now.
grass and very serious hunt,
he crawls and I Iktsuarpok it;
love hurts so much but the
world
is my child.
the child needed a sip of;
and changing more than
made up, for
returning Iktsuarpok to
my husband.
I kept him 9 months, be it hurt
or love, Iktsuarpok and reminder,
I used to be selfish, no time but
his cute face now.
grass and very serious hunt,
he crawls and I Iktsuarpok it;
love hurts so much but the
world
is my child.
#happiness
#love
#children
#birth
#motherhood
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Somebody
I want somebody to share/
Share the rest of my life"
I sang to you
Soft infant
Smelling of angels' whispers
Ineffable sweetness
And everything right
Sweaty euphoria of your musical cry
When they cut open my stomach
And pulled you out like a book
That would rewrite these painful years
Of my quiet agony
A soul cursed by aloneness
Poisoned by chronic despair
And yet the terror of having you
Doc prescribing Xanax
Because I couldn't sleep
Knowing while you were in my womb
That I would fail you ...
Share the rest of my life"
I sang to you
Soft infant
Smelling of angels' whispers
Ineffable sweetness
And everything right
Sweaty euphoria of your musical cry
When they cut open my stomach
And pulled you out like a book
That would rewrite these painful years
Of my quiet agony
A soul cursed by aloneness
Poisoned by chronic despair
And yet the terror of having you
Doc prescribing Xanax
Because I couldn't sleep
Knowing while you were in my womb
That I would fail you ...
#love
#birth
#motherhood #daughter
#motherhood #daughter
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