Least Read Poems About Motherhood

In eighth grade, she nailed on a pink shirt, a pale pastel    
and felt exposed to the future. It had been years pulling it out        
of the drain. She tied off a knit around the mess       
borrowed from her mother’s narnia. The wrapping and knot        
with limp arms like a lioness carrying her cub. Her idol        
graduated and visited, opened her flannel podshell:        
“Look at these things!” Unripe cheeks, a glance        
at the eyes in the plank, at slivers and cracks.        
She felt as if I could pass through them, in the...

My life was once perfect, a dream come true,  
Wrapped in warmth, like morning light breaking through.  
But then came CPS, like a storm in the night,  
Unleashing a tempest, dimming my light.  

Demolishing the haven where memories grew,  
Tearing through my soul, leaving shadows askew.  
Half dead with despair, a heart in disarray,  
Each piece of my laughter, now drifting away.  

The smiles that once danced in the corners of rooms,  
Have faded to whispers, choked by the gloom.  
No more laughter, no more joy, just...

Question about what you think and believe that what you see 👁️👁️ For have you ever seen through the eyes of nature, as it sometimes is a reflection of life, told from a different perspective of a mother and child 🙏 For sure there are some similarity that really reflects, the deepness of the moments of birth, from a WOLF mother's eyes watching over her young child, supporting them and to teach them how to survive 😔 in life. But yet it's here in the nature zone, in the mountains and tree's in the forest life is very different. HERE from the outside...

I guess underneath it all, I’m something like a monster

I’m still exploring. Still experimenting. Still getting to know, Me.

I say monster, politely.

Like a prismatic fuzzball waiting for the light to shine in its dusty corner, hoping to be discovered and cleansed from its impurities,

I grow every time a door creaks or the wind seeps.

And as mush as I don’t belong, the guilty pleasure burns hot , pestering for a chance to release submerged feelings.

But in the mean time, I’ll filter the air, faintly grasping at any and...

Childless lady

Maybe she is barren but she wants one

Couple goes to the clinic hoping they can deliver

IVF recipe gives dreams to the unecumberded

Get home  late didn’t see the text

All I see is I’m becoming a mother

Go to the hospital with dreams realized

On the way turn on the radio they said

IVF is against the law

So we go back to the family home

All that greets us is our Cats