Poems About Birth by Top Critiquers
#birth
Poems about birth by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
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
422 reads
3 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2021 8:03am
23rd Jan 2021 8:03am
To The Wild Ends Of Borealis
To The Wild Ends Of Borealis
Samantha looks out from the glass bubble of the observation deck at the plains of tundra grass that undulate in the wind. Ripples of youthful grass roll like windblown wheat tassels in the pelagic land sea. She could be a farm wife looking out the kitchen window at the Great Plains in an animated Monet painting. Sam aims her sphere to the blue skies overhead blessed by the gentle flow of colors with blissful vibes of total peace. She sits in serene contemplation of the pageant of nature.
With a flick of...
Samantha looks out from the glass bubble of the observation deck at the plains of tundra grass that undulate in the wind. Ripples of youthful grass roll like windblown wheat tassels in the pelagic land sea. She could be a farm wife looking out the kitchen window at the Great Plains in an animated Monet painting. Sam aims her sphere to the blue skies overhead blessed by the gentle flow of colors with blissful vibes of total peace. She sits in serene contemplation of the pageant of nature.
With a flick of...
#birth
#motherhood
#family
#environment
#apocalypse
437 reads
5 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
8th Aug 2019 2:30pm
8th Aug 2019 2:30pm
Get Your Wings
The other night I dreamt I held you in my hands
The idea of your angelic face made me smile,
And though for a little while it’s all I could remember
It was a comforting thought to hold you, child.
Then I got the news…
I couldn’t bear the thought, the painful fable
When the faithful are left with tears in their eyes
Without solace at the thought of an empty cradle
When graceful angels are called back to paradise
The brief eternity of you
But then I find there is some consolation, time,
That divine healing potion that mends all wounds ...
The idea of your angelic face made me smile,
And though for a little while it’s all I could remember
It was a comforting thought to hold you, child.
Then I got the news…
I couldn’t bear the thought, the painful fable
When the faithful are left with tears in their eyes
Without solace at the thought of an empty cradle
When graceful angels are called back to paradise
The brief eternity of you
But then I find there is some consolation, time,
That divine healing potion that mends all wounds ...
#birth
#family
#death
535 reads
2 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
4th Mar 2025 4:54pm
4th Mar 2025 4:54pm
Before Silence Broke
warm hush enclosing,
rivers curl in soundless dark,
pulse a distant drum.
veiled in breathless deep,
slow tide cradles coiled spirit,
time sleeps without name.
fingers form in dusk,
soft unspoken murmurs bloom,
language not yet born.
heartbeat’s lullaby,
whispers stitch the quiet sea,
floating in the hush.
then the hush shatters,
light carves through the trembling void,
silence comes undone.
rivers curl in soundless dark,
pulse a distant drum.
veiled in breathless deep,
slow tide cradles coiled spirit,
time sleeps without name.
fingers form in dusk,
soft unspoken murmurs bloom,
language not yet born.
heartbeat’s lullaby,
whispers stitch the quiet sea,
floating in the hush.
then the hush shatters,
light carves through the trembling void,
silence comes undone.
#birth
#LifeChangingMoment
26 reads
0 Comments
Adelphina
Poem Published
26th Apr 2022 4:02am
26th Apr 2022 4:02am
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
427 reads
17 Comments
Northern_Soul
Poem Published
11th Apr 2024 5:34am
11th Apr 2024 5:34am
Hymn to the Mother
This one is for women.
Childless women.
The ones who have been
asked with that curious eye
“So why don’t you have kids?”
as you turn to say “actually
it’s got fuck all to do with you,
Sandra”
and it hasn’t.
Not a thing.
Because I think of my womb
as priceless—
so priceless, my child
could not afford to stay
and so
I cut out the shape of my Evey
as though she is a paper-doll
and motherhood is the scissors
I curl
her hair as if it is bright ...
Childless women.
The ones who have been
asked with that curious eye
“So why don’t you have kids?”
as you turn to say “actually
it’s got fuck all to do with you,
Sandra”
and it hasn’t.
Not a thing.
Because I think of my womb
as priceless—
so priceless, my child
could not afford to stay
and so
I cut out the shape of my Evey
as though she is a paper-doll
and motherhood is the scissors
I curl
her hair as if it is bright ...
#birth
#women
#motherhood #pagan
#motherhood #pagan
151 reads
2 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
30th Dec 2023 10:00pm
30th Dec 2023 10:00pm
a song for the day. a song for the night
time
neither friend
nor foe
time is the orchestra
accompanying our
concerto we play
through
life
moving like water
flowing downstream
gaining momentum
through the
force of
life
billions upon billions
of lives
each looking
searching
desperately holding
on by the thinnest
of threads to;
an improbable
dream
a wasted
hope
an...
neither friend
nor foe
time is the orchestra
accompanying our
concerto we play
through
life
moving like water
flowing downstream
gaining momentum
through the
force of
life
billions upon billions
of lives
each looking
searching
desperately holding
on by the thinnest
of threads to;
an improbable
dream
a wasted
hope
an...
#birth
#death
#fate #aging
#fate #aging
198 reads
13 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
24th Feb 2025 1:13pm
24th Feb 2025 1:13pm
A Child of Autumn
I wander in the heart of October's breath
listening to the mountains sigh
as in dreams as in a distant birth
I wander the misty sky
whispers of tune gold leaves flutter
the moon convenes with shadows
I as a wandering whisper of past laughter
walk and ripples the tranquil water
rain as dew from shades of soft rusts
fall down crags with muffled music
tones of blue gossamer waltz in Grace
autumn colours with time that drips
softly as silken linen fall
from up above to the ground
a figure a naiad a thought...
listening to the mountains sigh
as in dreams as in a distant birth
I wander the misty sky
whispers of tune gold leaves flutter
the moon convenes with shadows
I as a wandering whisper of past laughter
walk and ripples the tranquil water
rain as dew from shades of soft rusts
fall down crags with muffled music
tones of blue gossamer waltz in Grace
autumn colours with time that drips
softly as silken linen fall
from up above to the ground
a figure a naiad a thought...
#birth
#dreams
52 reads
2 Comments
Connotation
Poem Published
25th Sep 2024 3:13am
25th Sep 2024 3:13am
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
169 reads
8 Comments
Rew
Poem Published
1st Mar 2024 8:03pm
1st Mar 2024 8:03pm
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
159 reads
2 Comments
Mars_August
Mars August
Mars August
Poem Published
21st Nov 2024 2:51pm
21st Nov 2024 2:51pm
My Mother's Poem
I came here as a Sunday morning,
too quickly
for your sleeping doctor to rise in time.
Your younger sister caught me,
in bare palms,
and you both laughed through awed tears.
She loves to tell that story, her
unpracticed hands
enough shield and cradle for two.
I do not ever ask where my father is,
or when he arrives to hold us both
because I also inherited our
hourglass wounds
from carrying a wedding bouquet
of someone else’s pain to my body.
And so if they want to leave, I let them
leave.
Mother,...
too quickly
for your sleeping doctor to rise in time.
Your younger sister caught me,
in bare palms,
and you both laughed through awed tears.
She loves to tell that story, her
unpracticed hands
enough shield and cradle for two.
I do not ever ask where my father is,
or when he arrives to hold us both
because I also inherited our
hourglass wounds
from carrying a wedding bouquet
of someone else’s pain to my body.
And so if they want to leave, I let them
leave.
Mother,...
#birth
#family
#healing
#love
#mother
123 reads
1 Comment
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
166 reads
4 Comments
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