Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 10:16pm
9th Dec 2024 10:16pm
SPIRITUAL POWER OF A WOMAN
It's me again the story teller of words ✍️ I would like to take a moment of your time, to give my own utmost respect to all the women's of the world. 🌎 For sure if it wasn't for a strong 💪woman there wouldn't be a strong man. THAT is willing to stand and fight as a strong man. Building a strong relationship with a strong, foundation of steel and stones. 🪨 THAT together they shall always stand side by side. For sure I give them the upmost honor with respect, for if wasn't for a woman we as men could not even EXIST....
#BestFriend
#childhood
#fatherhood
#friendship
#motherhood
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Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
4th Oct 2024 10:30pm
4th Oct 2024 10:30pm
Necessary Parting
October 4, 2024
Yesterday was harder than I thought it would be. Handing Ava over to David and his wife felt like I was tearing a piece of my heart out and watching it walk away. For five months, she's been my constant companion, my little girl who needed me for everything — especially the comfort and nourishment of breastfeeding. It's been an intimate bond, one that I never thought I'd be able to break, even temporarily.
But after the abortion, everything feels different. The decision to go out of state for the procedure wasn't easy, but it was necessary. I keep telling...
Yesterday was harder than I thought it would be. Handing Ava over to David and his wife felt like I was tearing a piece of my heart out and watching it walk away. For five months, she's been my constant companion, my little girl who needed me for everything — especially the comfort and nourishment of breastfeeding. It's been an intimate bond, one that I never thought I'd be able to break, even temporarily.
But after the abortion, everything feels different. The decision to go out of state for the procedure wasn't easy, but it was necessary. I keep telling...
#daughter
#healing
#MentalHealth #motherhood
#MentalHealth #motherhood
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ExercisingDemons
Poem Published
31st Aug 2024 00:46am
31st Aug 2024 00:46am
God's Nest egg
To place a hand on your mother's belly
is to speak to god,
your primordial pod,
where you first nodded off
and also
the spot you first got to
taste
chicken broth,
feel the warmth of wash cloths,
hear somebody talk,
feel breathing and coughs
It's where you learned to eavesdrop
in your mother's belly
and heard that
the world would be amazing
It's where you first harvested crops
raining down, in amazement
and reclined lazily
Where you sipped your first pop, ...
is to speak to god,
your primordial pod,
where you first nodded off
and also
the spot you first got to
taste
chicken broth,
feel the warmth of wash cloths,
hear somebody talk,
feel breathing and coughs
It's where you learned to eavesdrop
in your mother's belly
and heard that
the world would be amazing
It's where you first harvested crops
raining down, in amazement
and reclined lazily
Where you sipped your first pop, ...
#motherhood
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Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
30th Aug 2024 12:39pm
30th Aug 2024 12:39pm
Journal Entry - Balancing the roles of mother and woman
The heaviness of my eyelids reminds me of the balance I must maintain. My exhaustion comes not just from the physical demands of motherhood but from the emotional tug-of-war between my roles as a mother and a woman with needs for affection.
Ava, my little bundle of joy, is everything to me. Each giggle, each cry, each moment spent rocking her to sleep is a gift. But as I tend to her needs, I think of the pleasure I felt the night before in the arms of a lover. When a man gives his all, I felt the surge of life, a reminder that beneath the spit-up stained shirts and dirty diapers,...
Ava, my little bundle of joy, is everything to me. Each giggle, each cry, each moment spent rocking her to sleep is a gift. But as I tend to her needs, I think of the pleasure I felt the night before in the arms of a lover. When a man gives his all, I felt the surge of life, a reminder that beneath the spit-up stained shirts and dirty diapers,...
#love
#motherhood
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3 Comments
Oohloulala
Loulou
Loulou
Poem Published
7th Aug 2024 10:46pm
7th Aug 2024 10:46pm
14
You have questions I don’t have the answers to.
I’ve as much of an idea on how to control our moods as I do on conjuring the sun at night.
And despite my best intentions and trying to help, I often can’t figure it out for myself, so here we are, two peas in a pod, not wanting to belong, but surviving.
I think it’s important you recognise this.
That problems this big can’t be fixed with a wish and a kiss.
The journey, transforming through adolescence from kid, is quite simply, life changing.
Remember when you were little and I said “these...
I’ve as much of an idea on how to control our moods as I do on conjuring the sun at night.
And despite my best intentions and trying to help, I often can’t figure it out for myself, so here we are, two peas in a pod, not wanting to belong, but surviving.
I think it’s important you recognise this.
That problems this big can’t be fixed with a wish and a kiss.
The journey, transforming through adolescence from kid, is quite simply, life changing.
Remember when you were little and I said “these...
#childhood
#motherhood
#teens
189 reads
5 Comments
Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
26th Jun 2024 4:12pm
26th Jun 2024 4:12pm
Multiple Roles in Life
Lauryn slide up onto a barstool and catch a sweet smile from a man she’d noticed when she entered the room. “Is this seat taken, or are you waiting for someone who can actually handle your charm?”
He turned to her and smiled again. “Well, I was hoping for a bit of magic tonight, so it looks like you showed up right on cue.”
Lauryn laughed. “Magic, huh? Well, I can't promise rabbits out of hats, but I can certainly pull some interesting conversation out of thin air.”
The man raised his glass to her. “I’m Jonny. To interesting conversations, then. And may I just...
He turned to her and smiled again. “Well, I was hoping for a bit of magic tonight, so it looks like you showed up right on cue.”
Lauryn laughed. “Magic, huh? Well, I can't promise rabbits out of hats, but I can certainly pull some interesting conversation out of thin air.”
The man raised his glass to her. “I’m Jonny. To interesting conversations, then. And may I just...
#crush
#motherhood
#sex
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4 Comments
Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
9th May 2024 1:47pm
9th May 2024 1:47pm
Note to Friends and a Poem by Mother
Note to friends and a poem by my mother -
I've been advised by my doctors to practice strict bed rest until my baby arrives, which means I won't be writing for a few days. While it's a bit frustrating to slow down, I know it's what's best for my baby and me.
I'm in good hands. A special friend has graciously stepped in to help with my workload, and Joseph, my ever-supportive partner, is by my side, ensuring I'm comfortable and cared for every step of the way. And of course, David continues to provide financial support for which I’m grateful.
As I...
I've been advised by my doctors to practice strict bed rest until my baby arrives, which means I won't be writing for a few days. While it's a bit frustrating to slow down, I know it's what's best for my baby and me.
I'm in good hands. A special friend has graciously stepped in to help with my workload, and Joseph, my ever-supportive partner, is by my side, ensuring I'm comfortable and cared for every step of the way. And of course, David continues to provide financial support for which I’m grateful.
As I...
#motherhood
#pregnancy
#sacrifice
248 reads
4 Comments
Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
26th Apr 2024 1:17pm
26th Apr 2024 1:17pm
Chapter 15 Back to Normal?
Chapter 15
Brittney woke up with a word buzzing in her head. Denouement? She remembered it from her reading and that it meant the climax to a sequence of events in a story. The point where significant decisions are made.
That’s where I am, she thought. “Denouement,” she whispered.
“Denou-what?” Alex said in the groggy speech of someone just returning to consciousness.
“Oh, nothing. Just thinking of words from my reading lately.”
“You read too much,” Alex said.
Brittney smiled. “Yes, I do.”
“So, it’s back to...
Brittney woke up with a word buzzing in her head. Denouement? She remembered it from her reading and that it meant the climax to a sequence of events in a story. The point where significant decisions are made.
That’s where I am, she thought. “Denouement,” she whispered.
“Denou-what?” Alex said in the groggy speech of someone just returning to consciousness.
“Oh, nothing. Just thinking of words from my reading lately.”
“You read too much,” Alex said.
Brittney smiled. “Yes, I do.”
“So, it’s back to...
#family
#lust
#motherhood
192 reads
3 Comments
Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
18th Apr 2024 2:24pm
18th Apr 2024 2:24pm
Chapter 13 Inner Struggle in the Church Pew
Chapter 13 Inner Struggle in the Church Pew
“When you follow the desires of your sinful nature, the results are very clear: sexual immorality, impurity, lustful pleasures…” Galatians 5:19
As Brittney heard the scripture read, she felt a whirlwind of shock, guilt, and fear. As the pastor continued, she couldn't shake the feeling that the message was directed straight at her, exposing her deepest secrets and desires for all to see.
The mention of "sinful nature" and the consequences of following it sent a flush of embarrassment creeping up her...
“When you follow the desires of your sinful nature, the results are very clear: sexual immorality, impurity, lustful pleasures…” Galatians 5:19
As Brittney heard the scripture read, she felt a whirlwind of shock, guilt, and fear. As the pastor continued, she couldn't shake the feeling that the message was directed straight at her, exposing her deepest secrets and desires for all to see.
The mention of "sinful nature" and the consequences of following it sent a flush of embarrassment creeping up her...
#betrayal
#marriage
#motherhood
#religion
#sex
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3 Comments
Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
13th Apr 2024 2:04pm
13th Apr 2024 2:04pm
Chapter 10 - Prayer at the Park
Chapter 10 – Prayer at the Park
David had left early for work. They’d both been tired the night before, but Brittney felt rested after her shower and a little breakfast with her girls. It was a beautiful day and they reminded her they wanted to walk down to the park.
While the Bella and Grace played, Brittney looked at their flexing limbs as they climbed. Bella was 8 years old and Grace, 7. She marveled at the beauty in their faces. How could so much of God be held inside such little parts of his creation, she thought.
She whispered...
David had left early for work. They’d both been tired the night before, but Brittney felt rested after her shower and a little breakfast with her girls. It was a beautiful day and they reminded her they wanted to walk down to the park.
While the Bella and Grace played, Brittney looked at their flexing limbs as they climbed. Bella was 8 years old and Grace, 7. She marveled at the beauty in their faces. How could so much of God be held inside such little parts of his creation, she thought.
She whispered...
#motherhood
#marriage
158 reads
3 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
20th Feb 2024 4:33pm
20th Feb 2024 4:33pm
rearview reflections
funny how sometimes I look back at events in my life
it's like watching a movie on the big screen
thinking...shit...that was really me
it shouldn't be so surprising...
I was there...but was I really...
I guess that's up for debate
at the time I was so focused on survival
didn't occur to think of it as traumatic
flashes of the past blasting into my conscious
who even knows what caused it
standing in the parking lot of an old wig shop
a location chosen because it was so ridiculously random
suitcase at my feet & 4 year old...
it's like watching a movie on the big screen
thinking...shit...that was really me
it shouldn't be so surprising...
I was there...but was I really...
I guess that's up for debate
at the time I was so focused on survival
didn't occur to think of it as traumatic
flashes of the past blasting into my conscious
who even knows what caused it
standing in the parking lot of an old wig shop
a location chosen because it was so ridiculously random
suitcase at my feet & 4 year old...
#motherhood
#LifeStruggles
#confessional #memories
#confessional #memories
176 reads
5 Comments
Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
23rd Oct 2023 1:39pm
23rd Oct 2023 1:39pm
Conversation Between Friends
You’re not showing yet?”
“No, it’s only been about ten weeks,” Lauryn said. “The doctor said my baby bump might start to show in a month or so.”
“I was reading an article called “Lucky 13.” It said around that same time I could expect my breasts to get bigger and my nipples to get browner. Sounds like fun.”
The two laughed. A few were sitting at the bar but it was early afternoon so tables were empty.
“I’m so excited for you,” Megan said.
Megan was Lauryn’s best friend. They were opposites in some ways. Megan only had sex with a...
“No, it’s only been about ten weeks,” Lauryn said. “The doctor said my baby bump might start to show in a month or so.”
“I was reading an article called “Lucky 13.” It said around that same time I could expect my breasts to get bigger and my nipples to get browner. Sounds like fun.”
The two laughed. A few were sitting at the bar but it was early afternoon so tables were empty.
“I’m so excited for you,” Megan said.
Megan was Lauryn’s best friend. They were opposites in some ways. Megan only had sex with a...
#motherhood
#friendship
#pregnancy
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DU Poetry : Long Poems About Motherhood
