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Security Blanket

Security Blanket 

No chance of rain tonight,
No bogeyman, when I turn off the lights.
A phrase I found and adore with the warmth of your security.
You are the reason I attain true maturity.

I love when you lay down next to me,
Like the high tide of the sea,
You move all the warm emotions inside.
My arms are the comfort you use to seek and hide.

Your nestle holds a true rhythm that hums its own song~
Nothing comes close to breaking this precious bond~
A sweet cradle-song only I hear,
You play my grin, without the strings of a puppeteer.

My heartbeat needs its fix and drug,
Your sweet, charming smiles and hug, 
Is all I need to succeed, 
You are, my only creed!

A kiss, I give on your forehead,
Into a poet’s world where your blanket a dulcet lullaby, 
my arms are your bed.

“Goodnight Sweet Child, Sweet Child of Mine!”

By; pd

Copyright © Poet Destroyer A

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You're The Man, Baby

Ah, the time when we begin
Brother to brother skin to skin

I got here first and you know why
I got her first to watch over you guy!

Sometimes, I think that Ma likes you better
BUT hey, you’re in a diaper, she’s knittin’ me a sweater!

Then I think “Hmmm” you’re getting all the cuddles
But, but, you can’t go out and splash in puddles.

I’m your BIG brother, you’re my best fan
No ones better than you bro you’re the man.

Brother to brother, skin to skin
Ah, the time when we begin. 


Copyright © Debbie Guzzi

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Unknown

Who am I?
Am I defined by what is near in sight?
Am I defined by what I have done,
Or am I defined by what I could become?

Perhaps I'm of no use.
To him, or her, or I, nor you.
Or perhaps I'm too misunderstood to be defined,
And it is something like understanding that comes in time.

And if to the world I'm never shown,
Yet in my own light I've grown and grown,
And so I can know no happiness but my own--
The reason for my smile, to you, will forever be unknown.

I do not pray for the world to know my name.
For it and verse; the letters are the same.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads,
I pray his pain my words to keep. 

Should his eyes rain on my page,
Better tears than storms of rage.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads.
I pray his pain my words to keep.

And if to the world you're never shown,
Yet in your own light you've grown and grown,
And so you know no happiness but your own.
Let the reason for your smile, to you, only be known.

Copyright © Kristopher Higgs

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Gerber Style

Gerber CHO-CHO! 


Ga-ga goo-goo!
Clean my booboo,
Lovely chocolate, all over my face.
Eating chocolate with my face.
I want chocolate in my bottle please.
I want you to look at my chocolate colored teeth 
Dark chocolate out of place.
I eat chocolate with my face.

I want to eat chocolate instead of food.
Chocolate chocolate is very good. 
I’ll eat all the chocolate found in a candy bar.
I want to swim in a chocolate filled jar.
I wish to eat chocolate all day long.
Eating chocolate along with my favorite twinkle twinkle song.


I want to relive my baby Gerber photo.
The one titled baby Gerber Loco.
Were in my face I bare a color dodo smile.
A photo regarding my cute chocolate style. 

Gerber Contest
1-20-13

Copyright © Sandy Ivy D

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tears of Laughter

for ten long years they waited to hold a baby close,
ten long years hopes were slated, each baby they did lose.

met a lovely obstetrician who had a brand new toy,
one that would help the couple to have that girl or boy.

another year they tried until that magic moment when
the line was there in the tester, brought their hopes alive again

nine months she was nurtured, not allowed to do this or that,
the ring on the calender approached a time I wont forget.

tears of hope were on their faces knew this was the final chance,
all was hush as the dad paced, then we saw the blade and clamps.

all was over in a moment hauled out of the mothers womb
a protesting mucky baby, saw a lady glow and  bloom

they now have a daughter, called her Faith of which they had,
tears now are tears of laughter no more time to be sad.

Copyright © SEREN ROBERTS

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Baby Shalom's Shattered Dreams

Daddy, mommy, why are you laying me down on the grave?
I was dreaming before that you’ll be putting me in my cozy crib.

Are you so remorseful and that's the reason you are crying?
I’m only five months old trying to understand  your feeling.

You got married so young and you didn’t know what to do
You didn’t  take care of me in your womb but, still I love you so.

I was dreaming and wishing you to nurture me with your love
Give all the things I need until I grow and make you proud.

I am so deeply wounded,  but I forgive you with what you did
I’ll just be your little angle to guide you both and your next kid.

As we bid  goodbye then , bring with you my shattered dreams
I do plead, to my brothers or sisters make them whole again.

Daddy, mommy, thank you so much for my very  beautiful name
Don’t forget your Baby Shalom whose love will forever be the same.




First Place
Contest: Unborn Babies Dream
Judged: 10/14/2012
Poet Sponsor: Scribe Marlon Linton

Written: Oct. 11,2012

Copyright © Leonora Galinta

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Sunset Blues

Miles away from the train rail track-
Baby girl lets not look back-

Walk with me, lets go as two-
And baby sing the sunset blues-

Don't worry bout the distance dear-
Anywhere with you seems all so near-

Now honey we can come as two-
And baby sing the sunset blues-

Now you left me by the train rail track-
With nothing else but to look back-

I look up high and think of you-
And by myself I sing my sunset blues-

Copyright © Jordan Dickinson

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OPENED EYES

written 28th sept 2007



It's time to turn this around
 the answers I have finally found
The minute I looked into your eyes
 I immediately remembered, how to be alive

If I didnt go through, all those years of pain
 my life wouldn't be the same
Your birth, nothing less than magical, complete power of God's love....
 
For you shone through complete demonic darkness
ever since, I have been more than blessed
 you re-opened my heart
So I could again, play the part
 
I've been given a second chance
This time round, I wont forget to dance
 to love, open and freely
Its finally great to again be me

 I've turned my frown upside down
And it's from God's gift, when pure innocence was born
 my sixth child, a blessed tiny little girl
 

Copyright © Denise Hopkins

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Her little linen doll

That little linen doll from December
She gave me with her heart, I remembered.
By her tiny hands thus not as perfect
But ‘twas a memory I couldn’t neglect.
My little baby really tried her best,
I saw her stitching at night without rest.
And when that needle jabbed her soft, white skin,
She’d be strong, hid her tears with a large grin.
Then that day had come, her doll was finish
December twenty-fifth, I would not wish,
The Lord took her away, out on the street.
Just a young child, her youth’s still incomplete.
As we pull her out from the twisted wreck
Wrapped in her arms, something I wouldn’t expect.
There held in tight, her little linen doll...
The picture was so vast, I must recall.
I will never forget, that fateful night,
When the angels sang to the blinding light
But she is gone, what’s the use of regrets?
What was left will always be in my chest.
Our memories and times we were together,
Sewn in her doll, sealed by her endeavor.
Though the doll and my baby have come to past,
They remain in my heart, forever to last.

Copyright © Celine Tran

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Sleep just for awhile

         Hush sweet baby please don’t cry         
     I’ll sing you a love sweet lullaby

    Never mind the boogie in your head
        Come lay on top of your silken bed

                      Sweep out things you can’t understand
                             As I play this song on the Baby grand 

                     You are quite special can’t you see
                    Many try to change like you to be

      So never think any less of your self
   Please come back being the naughty elf

Come let me sip water coconuts
From the word palm tree besots

            You have slept long enough
                 Grab your pillows shake and fluff

It’s just not the same without you
Please don’t send me to sleep too

Copyright © Joy Wellington

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The babyish me

Beauty lamented when faced with that babyface O do give me more loveliness, with red lace! Such innocent eyes, Cunning and wise! The age of that baby girl Revolved around two in our world Yet, she was an attractive one Charming one, magnetic one None could get jealous of her beauty Except beauty itself in all simplicity If she was hungry, she ate like a bird If she was thirsty, she drank only curd If she fell while running, she stood and smiled If she cried, her surroundings made her not feel exiled! Dressed in her favourite red dress, She listened to old stories on her mattress And fell in deep slumber while dreaming of the Lord And how it is like in his peaceful abode! At two, this cute babyface, surrounded with black hair Could only jump and exalt at life without any care!

Copyright © Anoucheka Gangabissoon

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EEEW, A Baby Sister

Gobs of happiness, bundles of joy! My sister turned out to be a boy Mom said, “Welcome your little brother!” She'd been promising me the other You know! EEEW... a baby sister! Imagine if I had to kiss her! Thanks to the stork way up high If Mom had a girl, I'd probably die! Sisters don't wrestle or play with guns They play with dollies, have girlie fun Glad the way things have turned out Us guys are buds, there's really no doubt! I know! I realize they're people too In fact, some are cute, this is true But if you're gonna give me my druthers I would much prefer a baby brother! The moral is, if you eat your veggies Your Mom will be happy and never edgy A contented Mom will usually bear fruit With a baby boy who'll be cuter than cute! These are the words of a real little boy Who won't even try to hide his joy! He comes right out, it's not a quiz Boys are superior and that's how it is! © Jack Ellison 2013

Copyright © Jack Ellison

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Silent Space

I stand on top of silent space
Free from all of worldly trace
Of hate, sadness, and despair
I feel only love and me in the air

I'm finally free to do my will
And all of love begins to fill
My head with all possibilities
Of all of the sweet pleasantries

That we can find tonight
If only we can find the right
Time and spirit give me some
Of yours baby where am I from?

hear me please, baby please
Listen close tell not the trees
That I love you but it can't be
So simple between you and me

You make me dizzy, fall down so fast
And feel that now this night will last
So take each minute, and fill this cup
With the essence of love, up and up

hear me please, baby please
Listen close tell not the trees
That I love you but it can't be
So simple between you and me

Don't be scared, remember now
Of all the time we had and how
I held you close when you were downed
I held you up when you almost drowned

So hear me please, baby please
Listen close tell not the trees
That I love you but it can't be
So simple between you and me

Copyright © Jordan Dickinson

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Super Duper Child of Mine

Beautiful baby, bubbling machine
Dearest, darlingest doll ever seen.
Cooing and cuddling and sugary sweet
Lovely and loveable from head to small feet.

Pink bundled delectable, answer to dreams,
Oozing with honey and fancy filled creams.
Delightfully dimpled and smelling delicious,
Wanted and wonderful fulfillment of wishes.

Copyright © Joyce Johnson

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BABY LOUIZE

A touch of joy, a sparkle of gladness
A doze of love to take away sadness

A simple smile that lights up the sky
A sweet giggle to make the soul fly

Tatata is just like sweet music
Papapa brings a dash of magic

Eyes so bright that looks all knowing
Hair that’s sparse but on you is charming

Jump, jump, jump sounds so thrilling
Seeing you dance is just exhilarating

Thank you Louize for the magic that you bring
To this earth you truly are a blessing

Copyright © John Boak

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Baby Adam

Her emotions went raw
her skin showed an aura her features not a flaw.

Her moods always changed in her stomach felt a pain
She ran at practice in the rain

Until her stomach gave a lurch
and she became in search

Her test showed a plus in pink
Her tears fell helplessly into the white sink.

She cried in fear and in confusion
She prayed every night it was a dream, an allusion.

three months later our school began to see her belly change
her control that was once over her life disappeared out of her range.

I held her hair while she pucked in the early light
I helped her eat right and learn to stay strong and fight.

My best friend suffered ridicule and rumors for a good 7 months or more
She was called so many things, mainly a whore.

I helped her locate the father and tell him the news
He said "you snooze ya loose." 
and left....

But I love her to death, even now as she holds 1 year old Adam in her arms
I see that a child can be a nightmare but sometimes babies are blessings and 
charms. 


For "Mom im pregnant contest"
Statistic: Three-quarters of a million teens between 15 and 19 become pregnant each year.

Copyright © Roxanna Ressler

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Arthurian Legend Part 1

Uther, the High king of England 
fell in love with the Lady Igraine
Knowing she was married to Gorlois
he decided to fight the walrus

For he was the Duke of Tintagel
that Uther wanted to mangle	
‘Thus he defeated his enemy’ 
and took her, his wife to be

The High King delighted to tell
of Merlin’s magical spell
How he’d become Gorlious in disguise
and fooled the Lady Igraine to socialize

Tintagel castle was full of joy 
celebrating the birth of a baby boy
‘Twas Arthur they had named him’
a bonnie baby small and slim	

They lived in a dangerous time
where Saxons attacked without sign
So Uther gave his son for safety
to his immortal wizard thats greatly

In time Merlin fostered him away
to Sir Ectors where he would stay
Raised in the Cornwall countryside
where he grew strong and very wise	

He grew up with his foster brother Kay
not knowing his real parents any way
He didn’t know he was heir to the throne
until later when it became known

King Uther died and no one knew
about His son that should over rule
So arguments broke out everywhere
who should be King, who would dare

But Merlin had a cunning plan
to make Arthur take a stand
For he was the true king and heir
a kingdom he would rule and fair

A mysterious stone magically appeared
in St.Paul’s cathedral, in the garden rear
Extending out, was a huge sword
a message inscribed to my Lord
Whoever pulls this sword from the stone
will be the rightful High King of England’s throne


© Copyright 22nd December 2010 K.C.Leake

Copyright © kevin leake

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Soul at Risk

Each new baby, at the moment of birth,
is weighed, measured, and gauged for worth.

Grandparents, their happiness cannot hide,
while parents beam and swell with pride.

Our Father sanctions each new creation,
smiling at the joy, joining the celebration.

Lucifer, also, smiles and claps with glee,
chortles with evil intent, This one's for me.

Copyright © Cona Adams

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The Shocking Baby

Baby shock in the treetop;
When wind blows with speed.
Baby shock by the crackling;
When the sound exceed.

Copyright © pranay devnath

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CRY BABY CRY

CRY   BABY   CRY


What makes me cry is not  a sweet word  
Humor, sadness, loss or  anything  so absurd,
But  the whole  raft of rules I gotta obey.
There must be “ No Names”   but without my name, hey. . .   
How will favorites like me be rewarded?
I must “please date”.  Must be a new poem, and regarded
As such, so as usual I will pick out one of my oldies, re-title it, 
Change one word, add today’s date,  and that’s the whole bit.
I must use “spell check”  instead of just
Turning in any old guff  -  which I usually must.
I have to use any form which is acceptable, the norm,
Except, “ I don't know” which is my favorite form, 
So instead I will simply call it ‘verse’, 
Cos that’s pretty much the same thing, but worse.
These rules and regulations are cramping my natural style
Sooner than enter such a contest I would walk a mile.
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A light-hearted, humorous piece, not to be  misinterpreted , except by the paranoid. 
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Written  27  July  2012
Entered in Lisa Cooper ~Dark Poetess’s   Contest  One Silver Tear

Copyright © Sidney Beck

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Keno Baby

Keno Baby

My wife and I liked to play keno
Just about every weekend we would go

She was pregnant and due any day
Over an hour’s ride each way

Other players would say  
Your going to give birth today
   
We got home and went to bed
It’s that time my wife had said

Her water broke on the floor
Our first was born in nineteen sixty four   

It was almost a maybe
That we had a keno baby

Copyright © Michael Gelb

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Love You Baby

Baby you smell so grand
I might just hold your hand

Baby you are just so sweet
I might just rub your feet

Baby you are so fine
I might call you sometime

Baby you make me smile
I might kiss you awhile

Baby you are so hot
I might love you a lot

Copyright © Tim Smith

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Sassy the Assassinator

Sassy the Assassinator

Sassy is a lapdog, not a large bird-dog  
She likes to chase hopping bullfrogs or a hiding hedgehog.
She is a friend to a cat, but not to a groundhog
But she thinks she’s a big bad watchdog!

For years little Sassy has chased away every stray.
No matter how huge the intruder, night or day,
With tails tucked between their legs, dogs ran away.
Sassy yapping at his heels all the way.

Every dog was sent away; Sassy would not play.
Teeth and barks were her fierce display.
She once terminated forty-two baby chicks. 
(In five minutes)  Her owners are city-hicks.

Even though she killed chicks and gave a baby bear a fright.
Her humans know that her bark is usually worse than her bite.
She has cornered opossums, and fought with hens.
Bi-polar?  Cute and mean is where the story begins.

But one day Sassy went for a ride in the car.
The visit to relatives was not very far.
When we arrived, she was ready to get outside.
And she did so proudly, her nose high with pride.

Their big dog trolloped over toward little Sassy,
He was as big as a St. Bernard and she was angry.
Yap!  Yap!  Yap!  She barked in her usual way.
Suddenly, she looked up; he did not run away.

She tucked her tail and whimpered, which was strange.
That big dog that drooled on her head, wrought a change.
He did not bark, grumble, or growl; he just looked down.
Then, "Sassy the Assassinator", for the fist time, played around.

© August 30, 2010
Dane Smith-Johnsen

Copyright © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

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The Nightmares

Nightmares that come are so bad I'm  afraid to sleep
Exhaustion enters making sleep needs reach their peak

A little light sleep to settle down falling falling deeply sound
The horror no no go away nightmares please dissipate

Same dreams every night since my darling baby cried
She nursed, very well fed in the morning she died

Nightmares night afer night awaking my baby I dread
Being rocked, rocked, rocked, looking down my baby's dead



(My adoptive mother lost a child, a little girl at age nine months old.  Back then people used 
home remedies very seldom saw a doctor.  The child had been sick with a cold, mother fed 
her and the next morning she was dead.  The  doctor who examined  the corpse said that 
she had had pneumonia and choked to dead on the mucous.)

Copyright © Sara Kendrick

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MAMA'S TALK

                  MAMA'S TALK

Lifes lesson's I was never taught.
A boys lie's are why I got caught.

He told me things that weren't true.
I should've known but didn't have a clue.

Mama looked at me and said"have you gained weight".
I told mama you might as well know this month I'm late.

We will go to the doctor and find out for sure.
Mama say's"hey no sex is the cure".

My job will be to do whatever the baby needs.
They told him it was his job to cause he planted his seed.

Nine months went by and a baby was born on this day.
After all this bet I'll listen to what mama has to say.

 25%of American households has a teenage pregnancy.
Entered in Gwendolyn Rix Mom"I'm pregnant"contest.

Copyright © T.A. Skyles-Theoklapoet

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By fluke

Unpretty women by only fluke
can give their children a pretty look.

Volodymyr Knyr
2014

Copyright © Volodymyr Knyr

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Who Love's Ya Baby

who loves ya baby
hmmm now let me see

I know my mommy did
even though her shoes I did hid

I think my daddy did
when I didn't make him snid

brothers and sisters well maybe just a little
when I didn't get in the middle

my grandpa and grandma surely does
for I'll do anything for them just because

I know my little girl loves her momma
even better than president Obama

my dogs and cats loves me
even if they continue to make me sneeze

even my close friends new and old still spark the love
for we will alway's go on and well above

paperboy surely does
cause I tip him for keeping my paper out of bushes and shrubs

milkman used to
when I didn't make him shu

bill collectors oh yes
for I'm their baby who they love the best

so who loves me
well lets just continue to see



Tribute To Love



Also Entry For
Deborah Guzzi's 
Who Love's Ya Baby Contest

Copyright © Katherine Stella

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My Love Teacher

I watch him how he talks to her.
He pleases her without demur.
He hasn't said one cruel word,
As if he lives in angels' world.
He is indeed a walking one.
He is naive and full of fun.
I feel ashamed when him I see,
Show greater love than poor me.
I've always thought I love her more,
Than words can tell or explore.
He loves his mom beyond compare.
I haven't seen such love and care.
I think he has no equal  teacher,
Although he is a tiny creature.
I love to watch this kind of love.
This is my child I'm so proud of.

20/8/2015

Copyright © Omar Jabak

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The Investigator, Translation of Carlos Bousono's poem: El Investigador

The Investigator, Translation of Carlos Bousono’s poem : El Investigador

					for Alexandrito, seven months

The little infant keeps watching, staying attentive : what’s this.
The little box , all by itself, (is) of the most engaging interest.

The little box appeared full of a profound interest.
If it doesn’t budge, keep silent, dream, if it stirs.

He turns it on its head, weighs it in his hand, thing to touch.
If he gets close, it grows, if he keeps a distance, amounts to not much.

The box in its listless posture does not wish to be.
When moved to another place, changes completely.

What you have seen, is it valid ? Neither a fixed form nor norm ?
When moved, cataclysmic change seizes its form.

Standing it upright or casting it aside, yes, he can.
But what’s surprising is that fall it/he can.
One little box lends itself to much occupation.

The teacher knows it : he has to hurry up,
Or else the little box will never be found or thought up.

He threw it on top of a rag, by disaster taken over :
All of a sudden, the little box was seen no more.

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013

Copyright © T Wignesan

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Bummed out Baby Boomer

My skin is all wrinkled
my muscles are jello,
I'll tell you right now
I'm one bummed out fellow.

My joints are all achy
my eye sight is shot,
it feels like my head
is clogged full of snot.

My lungs are all blackened
from decades of smoke,
I'm not in good shape
and I look like a joke.

I used to be able
to run a fast mile,
now every ten feet
I rest for a while.

I need a new kidney
a heart that beats right,
I need a new bladder
that last's through the night.

My teeth are all gone
and my ears give me pain,
I don't have the sense
to get out of the rain.

Just some complaints
from a speck on the earth,
that life is not easy
for what that is worth.

Copyright © Daniel Stevens