Poems About Pregnancy Published by Members Recently Online
#pregnancy
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
20th Oct 2019 2:47am
20th Oct 2019 2:47am
I'm not an incubator
My bones melt into the bed sheets
I can’t move without screaming on the inside
Today is a bad day
I feel you moving against the home
I’ve built around you
sometimes I smile
sometimes I can’t sleep with the pain
of your tiny limbs pressing into my walls
with a stubbornness I can’t coerce
into something more sleep worthy
My body is not kind to me on days like these
and I wonder if I am too old for this
Dishes piled high by the sink
we live on salads and...
I can’t move without screaming on the inside
Today is a bad day
I feel you moving against the home
I’ve built around you
sometimes I smile
sometimes I can’t sleep with the pain
of your tiny limbs pressing into my walls
with a stubbornness I can’t coerce
into something more sleep worthy
My body is not kind to me on days like these
and I wonder if I am too old for this
Dishes piled high by the sink
we live on salads and...
#depression
#loneliness
#children #pregnancy
#children #pregnancy
838 reads
11 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
20th Oct 2019 2:47am
20th Oct 2019 2:47am
I'm not an incubator
My bones melt into the bed sheets
I can’t move without screaming on the inside
Today is a bad day
I feel you moving against the home
I’ve built around you
sometimes I smile
sometimes I can’t sleep with the pain
of your tiny limbs pressing into my walls
with a stubbornness I can’t coerce
into something more sleep worthy
My body is not kind to me on days like these
and I wonder if I am too old for this
Dishes piled high by the sink
we live on salads and...
I can’t move without screaming on the inside
Today is a bad day
I feel you moving against the home
I’ve built around you
sometimes I smile
sometimes I can’t sleep with the pain
of your tiny limbs pressing into my walls
with a stubbornness I can’t coerce
into something more sleep worthy
My body is not kind to me on days like these
and I wonder if I am too old for this
Dishes piled high by the sink
we live on salads and...
#depression
#loneliness
#children #pregnancy
#children #pregnancy
838 reads
11 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
20th Oct 2019 2:47am
20th Oct 2019 2:47am
I'm not an incubator
My bones melt into the bed sheets
I can’t move without screaming on the inside
Today is a bad day
I feel you moving against the home
I’ve built around you
sometimes I smile
sometimes I can’t sleep with the pain
of your tiny limbs pressing into my walls
with a stubbornness I can’t coerce
into something more sleep worthy
My body is not kind to me on days like these
and I wonder if I am too old for this
Dishes piled high by the sink
we live on salads and...
I can’t move without screaming on the inside
Today is a bad day
I feel you moving against the home
I’ve built around you
sometimes I smile
sometimes I can’t sleep with the pain
of your tiny limbs pressing into my walls
with a stubbornness I can’t coerce
into something more sleep worthy
My body is not kind to me on days like these
and I wonder if I am too old for this
Dishes piled high by the sink
we live on salads and...
#depression
#loneliness
#children #pregnancy
#children #pregnancy
838 reads
11 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
20th Oct 2019 2:47am
20th Oct 2019 2:47am
I'm not an incubator
My bones melt into the bed sheets
I can’t move without screaming on the inside
Today is a bad day
I feel you moving against the home
I’ve built around you
sometimes I smile
sometimes I can’t sleep with the pain
of your tiny limbs pressing into my walls
with a stubbornness I can’t coerce
into something more sleep worthy
My body is not kind to me on days like these
and I wonder if I am too old for this
Dishes piled high by the sink
we live on salads and...
I can’t move without screaming on the inside
Today is a bad day
I feel you moving against the home
I’ve built around you
sometimes I smile
sometimes I can’t sleep with the pain
of your tiny limbs pressing into my walls
with a stubbornness I can’t coerce
into something more sleep worthy
My body is not kind to me on days like these
and I wonder if I am too old for this
Dishes piled high by the sink
we live on salads and...
#depression
#loneliness
#children #pregnancy
#children #pregnancy
838 reads
11 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
4th Oct 2024 1:42pm
4th Oct 2024 1:42pm
Gravestone Baby
I’m a gravestone baby
My parents named me
On a cold fresh day wind is dancing leaves about their feet
Deep in talk not noticing where they are
As the past surrounds them
In the silhouette there is a rise in the belly
Names go about how about Simon or Julius
Or Edna or Barbara Jean something in between
They walk past some sandstone with a name
Carved into the days that passed
I’m a gravestone baby
That’s the name my mama gave me
Has no connection to any of us
But...
My parents named me
On a cold fresh day wind is dancing leaves about their feet
Deep in talk not noticing where they are
As the past surrounds them
In the silhouette there is a rise in the belly
Names go about how about Simon or Julius
Or Edna or Barbara Jean something in between
They walk past some sandstone with a name
Carved into the days that passed
I’m a gravestone baby
That’s the name my mama gave me
Has no connection to any of us
But...
#birth
#death
#motherhood #pregnancy
#motherhood #pregnancy
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0 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
4th Oct 2024 1:42pm
4th Oct 2024 1:42pm
Gravestone Baby
I’m a gravestone baby
My parents named me
On a cold fresh day wind is dancing leaves about their feet
Deep in talk not noticing where they are
As the past surrounds them
In the silhouette there is a rise in the belly
Names go about how about Simon or Julius
Or Edna or Barbara Jean something in between
They walk past some sandstone with a name
Carved into the days that passed
I’m a gravestone baby
That’s the name my mama gave me
Has no connection to any of us
But...
My parents named me
On a cold fresh day wind is dancing leaves about their feet
Deep in talk not noticing where they are
As the past surrounds them
In the silhouette there is a rise in the belly
Names go about how about Simon or Julius
Or Edna or Barbara Jean something in between
They walk past some sandstone with a name
Carved into the days that passed
I’m a gravestone baby
That’s the name my mama gave me
Has no connection to any of us
But...
#birth
#death
#motherhood #pregnancy
#motherhood #pregnancy
92 reads
0 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
4th Oct 2024 1:42pm
4th Oct 2024 1:42pm
Gravestone Baby
I’m a gravestone baby
My parents named me
On a cold fresh day wind is dancing leaves about their feet
Deep in talk not noticing where they are
As the past surrounds them
In the silhouette there is a rise in the belly
Names go about how about Simon or Julius
Or Edna or Barbara Jean something in between
They walk past some sandstone with a name
Carved into the days that passed
I’m a gravestone baby
That’s the name my mama gave me
Has no connection to any of us
But...
My parents named me
On a cold fresh day wind is dancing leaves about their feet
Deep in talk not noticing where they are
As the past surrounds them
In the silhouette there is a rise in the belly
Names go about how about Simon or Julius
Or Edna or Barbara Jean something in between
They walk past some sandstone with a name
Carved into the days that passed
I’m a gravestone baby
That’s the name my mama gave me
Has no connection to any of us
But...
#birth
#death
#motherhood #pregnancy
#motherhood #pregnancy
92 reads
0 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
4th Oct 2024 1:42pm
4th Oct 2024 1:42pm
Gravestone Baby
I’m a gravestone baby
My parents named me
On a cold fresh day wind is dancing leaves about their feet
Deep in talk not noticing where they are
As the past surrounds them
In the silhouette there is a rise in the belly
Names go about how about Simon or Julius
Or Edna or Barbara Jean something in between
They walk past some sandstone with a name
Carved into the days that passed
I’m a gravestone baby
That’s the name my mama gave me
Has no connection to any of us
But...
My parents named me
On a cold fresh day wind is dancing leaves about their feet
Deep in talk not noticing where they are
As the past surrounds them
In the silhouette there is a rise in the belly
Names go about how about Simon or Julius
Or Edna or Barbara Jean something in between
They walk past some sandstone with a name
Carved into the days that passed
I’m a gravestone baby
That’s the name my mama gave me
Has no connection to any of us
But...
#birth
#death
#motherhood #pregnancy
#motherhood #pregnancy
92 reads
0 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
3rd Dec 2024 5:50am
3rd Dec 2024 5:50am
SHE SAID YES (2)
She said "Yes!" Permission granted:
the deed was done, the seed planted,
to be manifest next year
in baby bump that would appear.
the deed was done, the seed planted,
to be manifest next year
in baby bump that would appear.
#erotic
#pregnancy
#seductive #temptation
#seductive #temptation
163 reads
2 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
3rd Dec 2024 5:50am
3rd Dec 2024 5:50am
SHE SAID YES (2)
She said "Yes!" Permission granted:
the deed was done, the seed planted,
to be manifest next year
in baby bump that would appear.
the deed was done, the seed planted,
to be manifest next year
in baby bump that would appear.
#erotic
#pregnancy
#seductive #temptation
#seductive #temptation
163 reads
2 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
3rd Dec 2024 5:50am
3rd Dec 2024 5:50am
SHE SAID YES (2)
She said "Yes!" Permission granted:
the deed was done, the seed planted,
to be manifest next year
in baby bump that would appear.
the deed was done, the seed planted,
to be manifest next year
in baby bump that would appear.
#erotic
#pregnancy
#seductive #temptation
#seductive #temptation
163 reads
2 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
3rd Dec 2024 5:50am
3rd Dec 2024 5:50am
SHE SAID YES (2)
She said "Yes!" Permission granted:
the deed was done, the seed planted,
to be manifest next year
in baby bump that would appear.
the deed was done, the seed planted,
to be manifest next year
in baby bump that would appear.
#erotic
#pregnancy
#seductive #temptation
#seductive #temptation
163 reads
2 Comments
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