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Poem Details | by Nadia Steel |
Categories: baby, bereavement, child, death, loss, mother, spoken word,

Still Called Mother

My body is a graveyard.
I buried you inside this defective womb.
I am less than a woman.
My flesh a fertile tomb.
Tiny ghost.
I will never hold you.

My baby is crying.
My baby is crying and no one can hear their haunting wail but me.
Night after night.
Hush now.
Shhh, 
Momma loves you.
Inviting this emotional decay,
I am damaged.

My heart is in the ground with you, dear one. 
This body betrayed me.
The space between these hips, 
Now an empty cradle.
That gentle heartbeat,
Faltered,
Ceased.

I am always with you.
Child,
Deceased.
My soul gently rocks you,
As you sleep.
When the fragile heart stops beating,
Are you still called mother?


Poem Details | by Kim Rodrigues |
Categories: america, baby, death, murder, music,

AMERICAN DREAMS SMASHED TO SMITHEREENS

AMERICAN DREAMS SMASHED TO SMITHEREENS

Miss American pie has a dream -
whipped cream of tijuana brass.

Groovy tunes quit on smoking grass.
Frisbee LP like steaming saucers crash.

The homecoming court is plastered.
What could possibly be the matter?

Moon rockets in flight, rock me all night baby.
There were stars in my eyes, as lala land denied.

In my crib the beatles rock me to sleep,
while Tate’s fetus stares at the Helter Skelter light.

7/28/2017
Chosen song: American Pie









Poem Details | by Elizabeth Kinch |
Categories: angel, baby, bereavement, heaven, loss, love, mother daughter,

Olivia

O-n this Easter day God took you up to heaven.
L-ong days and nights followed, especially for your mummy who misses you with an
I-tensity that only a mother can. A
V-acant hole in her heart, forever longing for you.
I-nvisible threads of love will always bind you together, you are mummy's
A-ngel, who is always with her.


Remembering my niece Olivia who left this world twenty two years ago, aged three months.

Poem Details | by amie scheitel |
Categories: death, loss, mother, baby, prayer, baby, girl,

sweet baby girl

Sweeter than a flower special as could be
A little girl softly asleep
Kneeling in prayer singing a tune
Beautiful young one baby girl
See her face glowing
Know that she's going to a better place
Surrounded by angels
Near the pearly gates
Safely in the sacred arms
Looking up at Jesus face
Sweeter than a flower
Special as could be
A little girl softly asleep
Close your eyes right now
See her going
To a better place
Your little baby girl


Poem Details | by True Love |
Categories: america, anger, anxiety, baby, death, divorce, dream,

Sangmi Please Travel

No, I won't come,
because you don't want me to come!
*
Even though this is the last chance to see you, 
I won't come.
Even though every cell of my body is crying,
I won't come.
Even though I need to come
just like I need to breath,
I won't come.
Even though I'm dying, 
I won't come.
*
It's the most difficult decision 
I've ever made in my life. 
However, it is much easier for me 
than to continue rending my dignity. 
*
I'm tired of my love for you!
I'm tired of myself and you!
I will never come to you!
keep ignoring me, Sangmi
and please, travel!

Poem Details | by Faye Gibson |
Categories: baby, birth, death, life,

Baby Wishes

Precious, life sustaining oxygen flows
no longer; linking chord tethering me
severed, I lie upon hard cold table.

I see cloudy images--a table
holds my angel mother. Sweet red blood flows
from soft nurturing nest once holding me.

Mommy, don’t discard your babe. Look at me!
Life can be saved. An abortion table
Should not separate with death our love flows.

Love flows away. Save me from this table.

Copyright, July 17, 2014
Faye Lanham Gibson

Poem Details | by Pernell Rodocker |
Categories: abuse, baby, daughter, death, dedication, missing, murder,

Caylee Anthony

Did you wake with a smile on your face?
Were you ready to start, set the pace?

Feeling and wanting to just be close?
Are you wand’ring alone as a ghost?

Where were you and why did you go?
Many were looking don’t you know?

Caylee I’m sorry I wasn’t there.
If I were they wouldn’t even dare…

I’m sorry you missed big girl pants….
A father to hold you a hug and a dance…

There won’t be a clown or pony you see.
Only rain and sorrow inside of me.

Every child in the world touches my heart.
Oh so young when they depart.

I’m sure with Sarah you dance and play…
Together forever every day…
 
There are no tears where you are…

Poem Details | by Gregory R Barden |
Categories: baby, birth, grief, loss, parents, sad,

Arrived Yet Early


Blue

Small

Our child

Our wee girl

Too small to draw breath

She wanted our love so dearly

Could not wait to know us and greet this glorious world

Yet she arrived early, and now sleeps eternal in the security of your arms




~ 2nd Place ~  in the "Writing Challenge January 2019 - Fibonacci" Poetry Contest, Dear Heart, Judge & Sponsor.

* This form is called "Fibonacci" and contains a syllable count of 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21 ... syllables counted at HowManySyllables.com. *


Poem Details | by Al Parry |
Categories: anniversary, baby, baptism, beauty, bereavement, best friend, birthday, boyfriend, bridal shower, brother, caregiving, celebration, child, childhood, farewell, feelings, first love, children, for him, kids, freedom, friendship, funeral, girlfriend, giving, goodbye, graduation, grandchild, granddaughter, grandmother, grandparents, grandson, happiness, happy, health, heartbroken, hope, identity, inspiration, jesus,

Hugs

Teenage Girls clad in the latest fashions,
Do it whenever they meet,
Grown men aren't afraid to show some passion,
When their team's comeback is complete,
They can say hello, they can say goodbye,
And anything inbetween,
If you open your arms and crack a smile,
There is nothing that a hug cannot mean.

Poem Details | by brittney lopez |
Categories: absence, abuse, addiction, adventure, age, allegory, america, angel, angst, animal, anniversary, april, art, august, autumn, baby, baptism, baseball, basketball, beach, beautiful, beauty, bereavement, best friend, betrayal, bible, bird, birth, birthday, black african american, body, books, boyfriend, car, celebration, childhood, children, city, class, computer, conflict, dad, emotions,

This is me

My knees were the things that 
kept me up and my skin is my 
cutting board my eyes are the 
rain clouds to the fire running 
down my arms and my heart is 
the fire place that keeps me 
burning so calm

Poem Details | by Christopher Thor Britt |
Categories: baby, bereavement, death, depression, loss,

Laid to Rest

The distant sound of foot fall as
I trod a barren land
Diminished to an echo near my heart

My "patience" through the years has
Brought me to a still born stand
Encompassed by the fears of a new start

Grieve I for the life I've lost
Forever laid to rest
My emptiness is now a hardened shell

My struggle to surrender fights
Temptation to resist
Who will be the victor?  Time will tell.

Poem Details | by kathryn collins |
Categories: death,

Proof in Lock of Hair and Baby Tooth

Proof in Lock of Hair and Baby Tooth

‘Love you mama’
Shouts a fairy’s
baby tooth
set long before
in a violet velvet box.

‘Miss you lots’
whispers mama,
eyes fixed as she
fondles the
pearly bit.

This kind of love
so fast, no force
of wind can pry
from a mother’s
heart hammered to pieces

clumsily restored
with loving epoxy
and homemade patches
of friends and
family.

Time’s stitches transform
the gaping wound in
scabby healing
and finally the
scar – another proof.


©Kathryn McL. Collins

Poem Details | by Michael Miers |
Categories: allegory, arabic, baby, bereavement, care, grave, hyperbole,

sun on brick

line against the wall
fat birds too wrung out to drive
later, rooms' sweet ease

Poem Details | by Amnah Alamir |
Categories: baby, death, feelings, granddaughter, heartbroken, missing you, moving on,

These Little Eyes

I watched her
dropping the phone,
in nano movements

My heart stomped
out, the harshness
of a dial tone

And from endless 
holes, these little eyes
scrunched with sadness

I suppose, I didn't know
what it meant to die
or why the tears
stuck to me

Sickle celled with
every memory,
around the lobes
of my being

Where I could
still hear you laugh,
the breaths of air

Grew arms 

-- and comforted me.

Poem Details | by David McSorley |
Categories: baby, basketball, death, heartbreak, memorial day, mother, my child,

A Slient Tear

A silent tear runs down her face
As she lays within this darkened place
Her mind alone cannot forget
Her memories so clear and yet
So long ago her baby's cry
When from her womb the child did fly
Into her heart forever hers
If only for a moment, "Oh why not year's"
And now the moment she has prayed to be
Her last silent tear and her broken heart free

Poem Details | by Laura Leiser |
Categories: baby, betrayal, death,

Human Horror House

What of life? What of death? Clinical murder under investigation.
With cruel calculation, the doctor splits the fetus into sections.
A "little boy's" leg jerks reflexively, a helpless human specimen.
Dreaming of riches, she coldly mutilates, a chilling death sentence.






Written on 9/21/2015















Poem Details | by Shirley Rebstock |
Categories: baby, grief,

Love Without Hope

The OB doctor had feverishly yelled orders in vain
only the nurses trying to save the last triplet remain
Laboring mom in agony trying to cope
Her heart bleeding love without hope

Poem Details | by john beharry |
Categories: baby, bird, butterfly, cat, death, flying, insect, mother, nature, sad, sorrow,

Haiku 5 - mournful cries, way of nature, flight into eternity

mournful cries fill the air
mother bird calling for its baby
eaten by the cat

mantis catches butterfly
I am sad: yet, that is 
the way of nature

loud feathered thud
- flight into eternity
deceptive glass pane

Poem Details | by Marilyn Williams |
Categories: baby, betrayal, child, death, gothic, loss, sorry,

A Mother's Anguish

If I could have seen how dear you would have been. Then, perhaps I would not have done it. If I could have known what joy you would bring. Then, perhaps I would not have done it. If I had seen you just a little. Then, perhaps I would not have done it. Had I felt you moving inside. Then, perhaps I would not have done it. If all that happened was made known to me, then perhaps I would not have done it, for You would be with me.

Poem Details | by daver austin |
Categories: autumn, baby, bereavement, fish,

MORE HAIKU

MORE HAIKU

fishing boat at dock
hearty laughter from the pub
splash!    moon breaks in two

Dave Austin


Poem Details | by Linda Barr |
Categories: death, introspection, parody, people, satire, mother, baby, baby, mother, time,

A Dirty Basement Room

A Dirty Basement Room In a dirty basement room a baby cries Weakened mother was defiled Forced my law to birth a child Upon a dirty pillow she lies In a dirty room the mother dies Mother and son soon reconciled Victims of government gone wild A time to live a time to die Angry rapist walks streets free Will they listen to her plea? In a dirty basement room a baby cries Angry rapist runs streets free In a dirty basement room mother dies Will they listen to her plea?

Poem Details | by joyce wolayo |
Categories: baby, blessing, hyperbole, pain, relationship, self, sympathy,

Just Not Yet

Womb starts bulging oh no
Like a balloon you look on
As it bursts into life

Splintering my weak nerves on no
Pressing my nervous muscles oh no
Melting my bones oh no I say

Oh no, just not yet for this
Oh no, just not yet honey
Children are a gift from God!



Poem Details | by Kim Merryman |
Categories: baby, death, grief,

A Violation of Human Life - for contest

A child is conceived in the womb of its mother,
where it will be nourished, where it will grow;
a place of warmth and safety.                                                      
Life begins at conception.
But not all babies are wanted and they cry from the womb:
"I am alive! I want to live! Please, let me live!"
But their cry is not heard, their pleas ignored.
They are murdered in the womb,
a place of warmth and safety.'


8/20/15
For Olive Eloisa Guillermo's "Knock Us Down With Your Lines" contest
on human rights violations.

Poem Details | by JAY JOHNSON |
Categories: absence, abuse, addiction, africa, age, allah, allegory, allusion, analogy, animal, anniversary, anti bullying, april, arabic, assonance, autumn, baby, beach, best friend, betrayal, bird, birthday, brother, daughter, death, faith, father, hope, life, loss, lost love, mother, nostalgia, religion, satire, sister, son, sympathy,

The Apple PASTURE

DONE



                             The Apple PASTURE

Oh how I long
To drift into the apple pasture.
Were once was and all well meet.
A pure and dear site.
Where silver reflection cover the still waters that holds the golden
grains of morality and the grazing souls lie young amounce no stars.
Oh how I long
To drift into the apple pasture
Were winds smell of melon and the trees whisper spring corals in the mellow dark and best of light and time creeps into no tomorrow.



                                               Jay

Poem Details | by Cyrus Theuri |
Categories: cry, dream, grief, sorrow,

The Cry of a Baby Elephant

I heard the bang bang sound
and i knew mama you were no more
just like many of our kind
hunted and slaughtered like worthless creatures
and when your value is taken
you are left to rot and your kid to suffer

Who's fault is it mama
that we carry a treasure they so much desire?
that we must continue to die
so that they can get it?
and when one of us falls
their thirst for us becomes even more?

Mama they are now coming for me
to take me through the same route as you
though i run as much as i can
i know they will eventually get at me
and though against my wish
i will soon join you mama
but perhaps together we can find a way
to rescue our remaining few.