Long Poems About Birth
#birth
Long poems about birth. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
15th Jun 2024 4:11pm
15th Jun 2024 4:11pm
Such is Life
Alina’s life journey began in the love of her parents who married in 2004. Alina was wonderfully formed in her mother’s womb before taking her first breath in 2006.
By 2009, Alina was giving her parents great joy as she developed the use of language. Her mother cried when she first called to her mamma. As she began to walk and dance, her mother was happy because she too was a dancer.
The year 2017 marked the transition of her body from girlhood to womanhood as she experienced the changes of puberty. Her shape and features seemed to change by the day. She placed...
By 2009, Alina was giving her parents great joy as she developed the use of language. Her mother cried when she first called to her mamma. As she began to walk and dance, her mother was happy because she too was a dancer.
The year 2017 marked the transition of her body from girlhood to womanhood as she experienced the changes of puberty. Her shape and features seemed to change by the day. She placed...
#birth
#death
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faithmairee
Poem Published
23rd Apr 2024 7:07pm
23rd Apr 2024 7:07pm
The Lady Blue (Another Chance)
Gary and I were heartbroken over losing the baby.But as luck would have it, I got pregnant again not too long afterwards. Everything was going great that is until the dreams returned. I ended up very depressed over them.
Please don't judge me. I think I have suffered enough for my past transgressions. I pray I am forgiven for I never meant to hurt anyone. I only wanted love like all of the rest. Perhaps, I shouldn't be forgiven as my happiness was bought at the expense of another women's pain.
I began singing at The Lady Blue...
Please don't judge me. I think I have suffered enough for my past transgressions. I pray I am forgiven for I never meant to hurt anyone. I only wanted love like all of the rest. Perhaps, I shouldn't be forgiven as my happiness was bought at the expense of another women's pain.
I began singing at The Lady Blue...
#birth
#daughter
#dreams
#nightmares
#risk
121 reads
4 Comments
CasketSharpe
Poem Published
29th Mar 2024 5:02pm
29th Mar 2024 5:02pm
Pre-Order
#birth
#sex
147 reads
4 Comments
Mercurial
Poem Published
30th Dec 2023 11:31am
30th Dec 2023 11:31am
Love, birth, life,..., death
It all starts with your senses,
Lust or love at first sight, the tadpole has to go,
Eyes never lie, so powerful to make you fly,
Strong enough to shovel a bell in place of your heart.
Running back and forth in the mud,
Randomness makes the wanderers mad,
Spilling seed up and down, here and there,
Reserving your soul for the one right there.
Give, take the parts of your whole,
Share the energies to make the whole,
Creation is the power of the gods,
From love, energy that runs the world.
Pure heart and...
Lust or love at first sight, the tadpole has to go,
Eyes never lie, so powerful to make you fly,
Strong enough to shovel a bell in place of your heart.
Running back and forth in the mud,
Randomness makes the wanderers mad,
Spilling seed up and down, here and there,
Reserving your soul for the one right there.
Give, take the parts of your whole,
Share the energies to make the whole,
Creation is the power of the gods,
From love, energy that runs the world.
Pure heart and...
#birth
#relationships
#childhood
#death
#nostalgia
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oskar
Poem Published
10th Nov 2023 1:01pm
10th Nov 2023 1:01pm
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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Losthepoet
Adventurer
Adventurer
Poem Published
11th Oct 2023 00:38am
11th Oct 2023 00:38am
Chaos
Chaos is many things
it can be a void of nothingness
Or two entities
with two different perspectives
that clash and
create confusion or creation
After this chaos I am reminded and can
Not help to compare
this situation to a nuclear bomb
Going off
I feel as though
our forces caused me
to die physically and spiritually
and resurrect me
like a phoenix from the ashes
Truthfully I’m not pleased with the results
What’s the point
everything in this world is vanity
The pass...
it can be a void of nothingness
Or two entities
with two different perspectives
that clash and
create confusion or creation
After this chaos I am reminded and can
Not help to compare
this situation to a nuclear bomb
Going off
I feel as though
our forces caused me
to die physically and spiritually
and resurrect me
like a phoenix from the ashes
Truthfully I’m not pleased with the results
What’s the point
everything in this world is vanity
The pass...
#birth
#death
#fate
#aging
#LookingForLove
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2 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
18th Jul 2023 4:47am
18th Jul 2023 4:47am
My Oracle Sacred Rites Of The Placenta (Part I of Part II)
Unto life that has been given unto the womb, a sacred connection between the divine, intermission of growth and development from embryo to a fetus, to the deliverance of man child or woman child into the enlightenment from the mythical of passage from the Heavens to Earth, in exile from the darkness unto the light of Eve’s disobedience manifested by life and death.
I will ask level-minded intellects a question, what are the gifts we get from the universe, when we are without guidance, blind eyes as looking through the world with the innocent of a childlike’s perceptions.
...
I will ask level-minded intellects a question, what are the gifts we get from the universe, when we are without guidance, blind eyes as looking through the world with the innocent of a childlike’s perceptions.
...
#birth
#motherhood
#feminism #philosophical
#feminism #philosophical
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Maple666
Poem Published
11th Jul 2023 2:56pm
11th Jul 2023 2:56pm
Reprieve .
He should have been know as colours as his soul was tethered to the dawning of new days . In blues and whites with a smatterings of greens . Every morning that his eyes set upon such simple gifts he felt very affluent given gold coins to put in his pocket. He wasn’t a man to waste time he had been challenged in ways you don’t want to be and it made him blatantly aware of that rhythmic beating in his chest and how with the grace of god he had been blessed . With a reprieve of living with the knowledge that it had been a close call to close for comfort but he was was miraculously gifted extra...
#birth
#death
#aging
#freedom
#nostalgia
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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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mebo
Poem Published
1st Feb 2023 10:16pm
1st Feb 2023 10:16pm
The Cracked Chalice and the Two-Backed-Beast
Cowering in the dark cell of a child-mind, brooding in a nest of gloom, one towering terror raises a nodding, hoary head like a babe of shadow, seeded as Grendel ruts with Kraken, their two- backed writhing union birthing a shapeshifting, howling hungry beast. A babe blessed by the crooning, slow-turning leviathan pondering in the deep, christened with curse-etched bones of all who restless wrest their rest full fathom five, voices drowning and blending forgotten in layering sediments of time.
Unspeakable firstborn shapeless, suckling wtih many mouths mother's milk from the...
Unspeakable firstborn shapeless, suckling wtih many mouths mother's milk from the...
#birth
#betrayal
#dreams
#death
#sleep
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Secret_poet
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2023 6:25am
23rd Jan 2023 6:25am
Life after Death
They lie when they say there's life after death.
Because I can hardly muster up my next breath.
I want to cry but will it really matter. As if my tear stained face will make anything better.
There's nothing that will dull the pain I feel.
Nothing will make this un-real.
No apologies will give her back her life.
No hug or kiss will make it alright.
My heart aches with the thought of my lose
But it shatters at the memories she never got.
I riddle my mind with...
Because I can hardly muster up my next breath.
I want to cry but will it really matter. As if my tear stained face will make anything better.
There's nothing that will dull the pain I feel.
Nothing will make this un-real.
No apologies will give her back her life.
No hug or kiss will make it alright.
My heart aches with the thought of my lose
But it shatters at the memories she never got.
I riddle my mind with...
#anger
#depression
#grief
#birth
#death
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LiamReeduus
LiamReedus
LiamReedus
Poem Published
16th Dec 2022 7:14am
16th Dec 2022 7:14am
In the beginning
Quick light so bright its blinding.
Takes a few days for sight.
Nurtured and loved no worries binding.
Three years old begins the blight.
Can't forget the first they say.
I slipped hit my head on the wall.
She kicked me in my ribs.
Punched me in my jaw.
Grabbed my hair lifting my head.
Slammed it to the floor.
Said if I tell any ill be dead.
Informed me I was the child of a whore.
Woke up next day sore still feel.
Her old family Bible she slams in back my head
She was destroying all my will
Smiled...
Takes a few days for sight.
Nurtured and loved no worries binding.
Three years old begins the blight.
Can't forget the first they say.
I slipped hit my head on the wall.
She kicked me in my ribs.
Punched me in my jaw.
Grabbed my hair lifting my head.
Slammed it to the floor.
Said if I tell any ill be dead.
Informed me I was the child of a whore.
Woke up next day sore still feel.
Her old family Bible she slams in back my head
She was destroying all my will
Smiled...
#birth
#childhood
#LifeCycle
#confusion
#fear
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DU Poetry : Long Poems About Birth
