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Details | Free verse | |

Through the Door

Can you see them run to me – arms wide and laughing,
calling me, Mama: keeper of the stars, moon and hearts?
Can you see them kiss away my pain, healing every hurt
that’s ever marked me broken, dead or dying?

Can you see them hurt me? When they curse me, flay me; 
ground me with their unformed anger and bravado-uncertainty
until they fly behind doors, crying over what they’ve said – 
wishing they could take it back? 

O’, does that pride HURT! 
It stabs the chest and holds…holds…holds.
Can you see them behind doors and feel their wishful hearts burn? 
Can you feel them loving me through it all?
Love is not something easily hidden. Love like that breaks down doors – 
                                    sees through them. 
Can you see my tears; feel the weight of them on your cheeks? 
They are yours. 
Where you are (past the furthest/closest door) can you see me in them? 
Can you see the love I kept hidden in my dark and painful dungeon? 
You never knew what he did to me – but deep down, I blamed you anyway. 
There was only you left, you see; always you.
Can you see, I'm just like you?

If you can see me, you know. 
And if you can hear me crying through this God Damned pen (all those notes – 
all those written sorry’s slipped beneath doors - you must have known that
even at 37, I’d write you my heart in a note!)

You, Gran/Mother, are my one and only regret. 
That for 7 years, I treated you like a burden, a bother, and a barrier. 
I treated you like you should have treated me – an unintentional intruder;
like something taken, not given. 
But worse than that, I treated you like an acquaintance. 
Knowing how badly that must have hurt you, makes me want to be kicked in the face 
until I am unrecognizable; to the rest of the world, and myself. 

But life’s not like that, is it? No. You knew that, too. 

My baby boy has your nose, ears, and eyes. 
Do you think that if I whisper in his ear tonight while he sleeps (between you and me – 
at the doorway), you could hear me?
Tonight, I will whisper love in his perfect ear (pressed up against heaven’s door) -
maybe you will hear me say,

“Indy…Gran, I’m so sorry. If you can hear me, please give me a sign so I will know 
you’ve heard me. I want to see you smile again – just one more time…please…
let me know that somewhere, behind the door, you forgive me…”

And in the darkness of his bedroom; the moonlight covering his small face
like an angel’s kiss, the baby boy in her likeness, smiled.


Details | Narrative | |

Life Is What You Make It

Birth was suppose to come easier than this
I pant quickly as I was taught, but it isn't helping,
nor is squinting my eyes,  helping to make the pain go away
But, then when pain evaporates like the tears in the corners of my eyes,
without ever getting a chance to slide slowly down my cheeks,
it fools me in thinking it is almost over now, and I should be happy
 
But all I can think about is my mother
and how different it was for her, 
especially while her young husband was so far away

My back aches, and then once again, 
I look for the owner of the mysterious voice, that is my own
I groan, and the doctor finally makes the desperate decision
I am given a block for the pain, an incision is made
and although I feel numb, and foggy, my mind in a haze
I can feel hands grope, ... a tug, a void, and then...the small noise... a cry...

And the next several hours are a blur
until everything is clear and I'm back in my room
on the sterilized sheets, too stiff, and too sleek, 
too fragrant of bleach, to think about sleeping

This miracle I bore, soft as silk, with tiny closed fists, rose-petal nails
fills me with joy, with relief, with a deep pang of grief
for another time, another place, a place long ago...

I bathe in the scent of my brand new beginning ......
But my thoughts stream behind me,...... to a hope that had ended
My mother in bed, after losing her first....
So young, without child,........ bleeding red
from the war that she fought, while my Dad fought his own

I cry tears all alone.... for the grief that she owned
I so cherish the breath.....of this babe on my breast

The circle of life, starts with birth .....sometimes, death




_________________________________________________________
3/14/14


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

The Worm Poem

A Certain Kind Of Death 

She was in love 
Their expression of it 
Was the perfection of it 
The way they shared 
What they had 
Was beyond compare
Today is the culmination 
Of their dedication 
Today she is pregnant 
Overwhelmed 
Overjoyed
Her heart sings 
Then the phone rings 

At the hospital 
Next to her dead husband 
How is this possible 
Why did this happen 
Grief stricken
But not heartbroken 
She still had a piece of him 
She had to be strong 
For their child
Even though he was gone 
She had to find a way 
To march on 

Pain and spot bleeding
At the hospital again
Getting ready for birthing 
No rhyme or reason 
For complication 
She took care of her body
Took care of her baby 
Its two months too soon
For the child to leave the womb 
Lacking strength and power 
It only lived an hour 
She could only scream 
She could only scream 

No strength to go through the motions
She hasn’t seen family or friends
Trying to find something within
nothing left to give 
No reason to live 
Her mind is out of reasons
she is dead inside
Her memories fading away
She’s doesn’t want to lose them
Tries to hold on to them 
She racks her brain all day 
Trying to find a way 
To keep them fresh and vibrant 

It came to her at a convenience store
A fisherman was buying some worms
She saw them wiggling 
Saw them moving 
She bought all they had 
And took them home 
She knew she had gone mad
But she didn’t want to be alone
Lying in her bed 
Longing for the dead 
She put the worms in her womb 
And pretended her baby was alive

Her days were filled with joy 
They were going to have a boy
Her husband would stay home
He could finally feel him kick and move 
His happiness was there only wish
They would love and cherish 
Every moment of everyday 
The perfect family 
For everyone to envy 
She wasn’t alone anymore 
She didn’t have to cry 
She was no longer ripped and torn 

Her evenings were horrifying 
She wasn’t taking worms out
She was reliving her baby dying 
She never once heard it crying 
Never got to hold it in her arms 
Failed to keep it from harm 
She was useless 
She was helpless
She was hopeless
She should have died too 
She should have kept him inside her
Even if it had killed her 

She decided one day 
To keep her baby 
Decided not to let the doctors take it away
She started to feel some pain 
She decided on a name 
She can barely move now 
She would keep David safe somehow
She’s constantly bleeding and convulsing 
She can feel his life pulsating 
She gave birth before she died
With the worms pouring out 
and of one thing there is no doubt

There is a certain kind of death 
Waiting, for some of us 


Details | Rhyme | |

Son

You came to me on angels wings
Your smile was so divine,
I looked into your big blue eyes
Not believing you were mine.

With skin so soft and hair of down
You came to me that day,
And as I held you on my breast
You stole my heart away.

Sweet child if you could ever know
The love I felt for you,
As the years flew quickly by
That love just grew and grew.

So I’ll just quietly watch you grow
Into a man my son.
I want you to know what a privilege it is 
For me to be your mom.

Written by Brenda  Meier-Hans
2002
Gautami Phookans Contest:
The Sweetest Touches of Verse


Details | Free verse | |

My Micke boys

                To be called ..
            ~   Grandma is a Honor ~

        I have been blessed with 4  Grandchildren

       ~ one lays in Heaven " Kaleb "  He is God's Angel ~
   ~ His twin brother he will always watch over , and be in his soul~

     For he loved his Brother so much in the womb ,
       he chose Heaven which gave life to his twin
      ~ I feel his spirit when I see the other Grandson ~
 
              Time passed another gift to see
               we are " Mickes" and Loved 
            Our Dad held the title in Baseball 
                   ~  that's how we roll ~
           those children are Grandmas hero's 

       The Irish they love big and Family is everything 
        The brothers will protect the beautiful sister 
              ~ as many lads will be calling ~

        Every time my Grandson hits a home run
     There will be a Angel watching proudly in the stand 

       It will be as if the Angel lifted him when he runs 
           ~no one runs faster then my Grandson~
     either baseball or Art  ~ you shall find your gift given

                These children have been blessed~
                 ~  a beauty to hard to describe 
        If you think not ~~  Take a look at the Mom  
                     That girl can stop Traffic   
                    after raising three and still~ 

          "Inspired by the gift and loss of Grandchildren "

     May our precious " Kaleb " softly rest where Angels only Dwell


Details | Sestina | |

MIRACLE AT DAWN

No mother would fill up her eyes with tears of woman...
if it weren't for God performing a miracle at dawn,
as she cried out in joy and held her baby in trembling arms
but shed many sweet tears hearing his laughter so loud;
oh, he couldn't see her mommy's face through his tiny eyes,
and it will be long before he'll will utter the first word, " Mom." 

Now that baby sleeps under the attentive look of his mom,
who's too young to become a mature woman;
many visions of this birth crossed her gleeful eyes
she dreamed of the very same words whispered at each dawn,
repeating them in her silly head as if they sounded too loud...
while cradling a pretty doll in her folded arms.

Will she be welcomed home by her parents opening their arms?
Will they reprimand her and not consider her a legal mom?
Perhaps they will not be angry and speak not so loud:
girls are supposed to be girls, not suddenly turn into woman...
So this innocent girl, deceived by a bad boy, must wake up at dawn
when her baby cries and feed him with scary, childish eyes?

Nights seem longer for her, trying to stay awake rubbing her eyes,
what she beheld in those exciting eyes, now it's a burden in her weary arms;
she remembers that pain was too unbearable, but joy more sublime at dawn...
how will she learn how to care for the infant by watching her mom?
She must have seen a nursery or read a book how to think like a real woman,
and can anyone imagine how she keeps that secret instead of revealing it loud?

She must gather enough courage inside to feed her baby who can't cry loud,
but for now she must carry that baby without sighs of distress into her bright eyes;
and her parents can see the changes making her a loving person already woman;
they may ask questions to why she has gained weight and holds dolls in her arms...
no, they aren't anticipating great news and in doubt, they await a splendid dawn.

Mother and daughter closely together amazed by the coming dawn,
any concealed secret can be easily spoken...somewhat joyful and loud;
they imagine the infant's futures will be part of grandma and mom!
Their reunited hearts come together to show love in their delighted eyes,
and they'll take turns feeding the new-born, tenderly lulling him in their arms;
what if forgiveness hadn't been there to deny her all of the joys of woman?

Would a mother deny her daughter compassion as a good woman?
Even God hurried dawn to offer that gift into her gracious, tender arms...
and those arms accepted it with the gentleness and kindness of mom.




Details | Free verse | |

My Son Moon and Star

            My Son Moon and Star ~

        Approaching the celebration of his Birth 
                cherishing the gift I received 
           within weeks of conception I knew
            something amazing was in Creation ~

            the Stars held a party
            sending me with one of their own  
    Gazing at 3 shooting stars twinkling crossing the sky   
       It was magic  It was destiny taking its flight.  

           In love with an October full moon 
               drawing and painting I liked 
             thinking of Vincent Van Gogh ~
                caught in a loss of time 

          Hours going by as choosing my color  
           a wittness to three falling stars 
             A clear night sky sparkle's
           A once Famous Star was sent 
            inspiring the tiny child inside ~ 

           Never a doubt in my mind at all     
       child bearing was worth any pain received
      yours will be in a pursuit of a dream ~
             one to cherish and hold
          My Son was born the following August ~

    working on the set of Grimm 3rd season this year  
         as the set of Leverage for 3 years .

              Has done a Indie movie here  
             In Paris it was seen and honored
             coming soon filmed in Portland ~
                 "The House of Last Things "

        awaiting the credits , you will see
                        
    1st Assistant Director ~ production assistant 
   
                 My Young Lion Mans dream ~
        A proud mom I watch every show and the credits 

        as foretold in a whisper to me 25 years ago
              My Son &  Moon and Star  
               A name you will all know ~

            Happy Birthday to my creative Son
             you will exist in my heart forever~
                        and thereafter               
                             Mom


Details | Rhyme | |

Where Are You Now

Where are you now, my baby girl
You came into my life and changed my world
I had you in secret because no one could know
To whom you belonged
Whose seed was sown
You had to be hidden away
So no one would find out
My terrible secret
The one that kills me now
I don't know where you are
I don't know where you've gone
I don't know how in this world
I will be able to press on
You have been gone so many years
You are an adult now
Unaware of your secret 
Not knowing my vow
My baby girl I miss you! 
Even though I have never seen your eyes
They took you straight from me
And told me it was wise
I wish I could have held you
Before they took you away
No matter what I will find you
And with me always you will stay


I have gotten so many comments to this end and I wanted to ease everyone's mind that this is not autobiographical. I wanted to sincerely thank everyone for their heartfelt concern, but there is no need. This is (for me) only a poem and has no bearing in real life. Thanks so much everyone!


Details | Light Poetry | |

Sleepy Child Lullaby

Pull your blanket up my child
I know you are so very tired
Let momma tuck you in to dream
Of running free in meadows green


Details | Verse | |

A Child Within

The sensation of butterflies flying within
As your heart joyously sings
An Angelic being growing inside
As your growing tummy gets harder to hide

The bond with your baby already so strong
You pray that nothing will go wrong
The instinct of the Mother already working
For any dangers that may be lurking

Your tummy ripples, your baby has awoken
The love you feel needs not be spoken
Upon your tummy you place your hand
On the growing bump that continues to expand

What a wonderful, magical time to be alive
Harbouring a soul that intends to eventually arrive
Keeping baby safe, warm and protected
While the umbilical keeps you literally connected

Being in control of the life of another
Is a great privilege to any a Mother
Never take this role for granted, EVER
As the way you shape your child, goes on forever.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
 ©copyright Juanita Torr
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


Details | Elegy | |

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


Details | Free verse | |

My Baby

A gift like no other gift, 
one that can't be bought
a precious human being, 
deserving the right to live
to exist as we all do, 
but sometimes it just doesn't
happen that way,

A baby of no harm, 
a baby of no sins
a baby of pure love, 
and only innocence

Tender moments, 
carrying wishes
disappointments, 
everyday misses

Sitting there all alone, 
even though 
I was surrounded,
by others

While wondering, 
why it may be
that I am made to suffer,

Wanting nothing more,
but to die
inside and out,

Things happen for a reason,
so I was taught
I'll never know the reason,
but I'll always feel the loss

The loss of my child,
my baby was taken
away from me,
and there is no reason

I constantly ask myself,
why did this happen?
what did I do wrong?

I asked God to save my baby,
to protect us both
I remain here,
but my baby is gone

It seems as if, my whole world,
just fell apart
and all I could do,
was sit back and watch it happen

I found myself, 
feeling lonely
needing someone, 
anyone to hold me

All I could do was cry,
I had to cry, for the sake of myself
for the sake of my baby,
for the sake of my heart
I had to weep

I cried and cried aloud,
hoping to be heard
please father, 
I'll do whatever you want
you have my word,
just please save my baby

I bled so much, 
had so much pain
denied to myself, 
everything would be okay

Crying and pleading,
praying and weeping
became an everyday routine,
it was so hard to believe
this was happening to me,

It's not over yet,
it never will be
everyday and every night,
it's in my memory...










(March 1998)
My sweet baby
you will always be with me...


Details | I do not know? | |

Your baby girl

teddy bears, baby dolls ,butterfly kisses i miss it all 
first word first bike first guy i ever liked
you were there through it all you helped me up after every fall 
you were the only woman i could love to hate  
no one else can ever take your place...
you always tried to keep us tight, you told me falling for the wrong guy would hurt 
 I'll never admit it but you were right.....
I've done some wrong broke your trust and lied you never let it show but i know u were 
crushed inside.....
I know i'm your baby girl but i'm not a baby any more you've got to let me live my 
life......
I've got to learn from my mistakes live for my happiness but being your baby girl is 
something we both will always miss......


Details | I do not know? | |

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.


Details | Elegy | |

ELEGY TO LOST CHILD

                                        Elegy to Child Lost


                                 Passion's love oft tempts despair
                                 Casts a prideful cosmic dare--
                                 Like Prizing Joy's most intimate caress
                                 Babe snug beneath a mother's breast

                                Senses at this time are keen
                                There's no secret kept between
                                Loving mother, wriggling babe--
                                Wanted , dreamed of, much delayed
                                But entwined twin was also loved--
                                Some say Nature's method proves
                                That one twin may give all to mate---
                                But this fatal sacrifice must decimate.

                                Only mother's eyes would feel babe's smiles--
                                or sense those legs that wandered miles
                                And daring feet that danced in tunes while
                                Arms swam in gentle Celtic croons.

                                When babe vanished--not  a sound.
                                Mother 's grief was not allowed.
                                Tempted so to trail behind
                                Escaping shattered troubled mind. 

                                Squelching sorrow's hungry arms
                                She Tried erase babe's fluttering charms
                                Never spoke of-- never mourned.
                                By her husband she was warned
                                Was best forget a child so early lost--
                                Funerals, gravestones--such a cost--

                                But the years have called babe near,
                                Mother's journal writ in tears:
                                'Please forgive my selfish heart.
                                Repressed from all --this tragic part
                                I felt your sacrificial act--
                                You left your cherished twin intact'.

                                There is no law of random acts
                                Doctors examine data facts
                                It may be --that in the womb
                                When both spring flowers cannot bloom
                                One bold twin refrains to eat
                                Compels the other to complete
                                Hardy growth that life requires---
                                Sparks survival's crucial hours.

                                Not an accident 'tis sure--
                                Boldest spirits blossom pure.


Victoria Anderson-Throop ©


Details | Epigram | |

Mom - You are my harmonious World

                       The poem is dedicated to my Mom..My bestest buddy ever..
                                         wrote by Mrs.Madhavi.Suyog.Pagare

 Mom - You are my harmonious World!!!! 


      MOM you are a beautiful angel who always had an great heart of making my problems simpler..just cant compare you with anyone in this world..You have been moonlighting in my life since many years..you are my shadow,you are my strength,you are great friend of my mine..thanks for being the bestest mom ever in my life..you struggled so hard for curving my career,u painted ma life with colourful rainbows,thanks for ur patience when I get panicked,you knw how to handle me..My life will be incomplete without you..I can't spend a single day without having thought abt you..you always shower with an unconditional love..you are the  mesmerised persona..who lime lighted my life..my world..Wish you a very happy birthday and happy mother's day too..Love you mummy..



wrote by:
Mrs.Madhavi Suyog Pagare


Details | Free verse | |

Blessing

Priceless pearl
my hidden diamond
love's sweet jewel

Heaven sent
Angelic countenance
Beauty so pure

Lovely daughter
your character delights
my devotion forever

Heartbeat on screen
My unbelief ceased
the moment
You
first squeezed my finger






Details | Light Poetry | |

- Welcome To The World -

     Yanny Widjanarko - Baby Ken Austen



    Nothing is a greater gift than to be a mother 
    Growing in the womb - the first 9 months of his life 
    A warm and cozy place right under a happy heart 
    Associates a bond with tenderness and love 
    An indescribable love so pure and full of honesty 
    Finally the day came - mother got stomach ache 
    A little angel came to the world - a shapely baby boy 
    Ken Austen became his beautiful name 
    Your mom spreads over your carpet - kiss you on your cheek 
    Outside your window I see the moon watching over you 
    Good wishes I send you in my heart 
    When you sleep ....





    - Dedicate this poem to: Yanny Widjanarko - And Baby Ken Austen 
    - Congratulations and welcome to the world



20.03.2014
A-L Andresen : )


Details | Verse | |

She will not be like you

Yeah true she might not be flesh of my flesh or a product of my seed, i may not have carried her in my womb for 9 months but that don't mean I didn't succeed. because  u will never be more of a mother than I've proven to be. U will never fill my shoes or be able to
 Walk the path that I lead. She means more to me then u ever would she will be more of a woman then u ever could. Although we will never have the same blood run through our veins or the same letters spell out our last name, that doesnt make me any less relevant, matter fact just the opposite because that makes me even more prevalent. The fact that I could take on this child with nothing handed to me but a barely empty baby bag but i did it all not for u but because I could never deny a childs innocence because of your stupidness, or neglect a childs needs, the needs that u never could even see. She too nieve to have been brought up any other way then protected and loved and i refused to have her stay wit u and suffer because u didn't have your head right too preoccupied with u and your loser mans life that u didn't appreciate the gift that god gave u in order to change,  u threw away the only life line that could ever save your name. If you had done right by her u could of claimed that title  but because the worlds drugs and games got the best of u, u will never be entitled. u will never have any rights u will never hurt this child. Because I would die before Id ever let your influence turn her in to a abuser a loser a liar, before she will ever be a whore a freak before u will ever bring her into a world of prostitution and cheats she will never follow in your steps and be so lazy, so your words on me as a person will never faze me cuz I know what I've done I've seen what she came from and I guareentee her life will be a clean one. You will have no part in having her follow in your footsteps by being used and abused by the same type of worthless men that you've fall victim to. Cuz u chose to repeatedly lay on your back and give all the power to a man, rather then have a spine that was worthy to defend. She will never succumb to the same objects of your defeat. She is worthy of so much more than u ever will be. And that's only because she learned how to be a woman from me! U will never be worthy of calling yourself a mother to the smart independent and strong woman, that she will some day grow to be because I take responsibility for that and I only have wishes that she is not like....but yet better than even me. That she never have any needs that she'd have to rely on any one else for, she will never live off the system in order to pay her bills because she will be a well developed perfectly capable and functioning woman living by her own means making her own rules. Cuz I made it all possible I've given her the tools to be able to go out in the world and succeed and never be used, know that she will surpass every bad decision u chose to do. Because after all her real mama didn't raise no fool!


Details | Italian Sonnet | |

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?


Details | Epitaph | |

BABY

written 28th oct 2012

You were never seen by us, that privilege sadly was not for us 
  an extravagance we were overwhelmed by, the thought of your embrace  
The entire twelve weeks you were a joy to have known, even 'without' being seen 
 hearing about you're arrival, was a blessing at the time you were conceived
For life hadn't been easy and we had all asked God, we even plea'd 

We wait upon the day, you will finally meet us 
 having the honour to love and learn with you, saddly not for us
It brakes my heart as you part, you had already embeded love into my heart
 Just knowing we will now...forever be kept apart

God has other plans for your love that's so strong, blessing us from the start
 we continually pray, maybe he'll deside to let you stay around
But the intense pain of tears and loss, are constantly falling all around
 just let it be known, we all desperately wanted you to become part of us
 
We all will love you for eternity, you are now forever one of us,
 although it was only for a very slight second, it was better than never
You are from this day on, embedded into our hearts forever...
   the impact you have left 'unborn young one'' my beloved grandchild....
                                  "Angel" 2012


Details | I do not know? | |

WHO AM I BY NAME ALONE

written 10th Aug 2013



I am God's child, first and forever
I am known by many different titles, a daughter
I am a wife
I am a mother
I am a grandmother
I am a poet
I am by several ways, known as a sister
I am an acquaintance
I am a loyal friend
I am a stranger
I am a cousin
I am an Auntie
I am a niece
But who is this person, they all call "Denise?"

She is a child to God
She is a niece
She is a cousin
She is a stranger
She is a loyal friend
She is an acquaintance
She is known to many, a sister
She is a poet
She is a grandmother
She is a mother
She is a wife
She is known as a daughter to many
She is everything, she'd ever dreamed her life to be....
She is happier than she ever imagined possible
SHE IS "DENISE"


Details | Free verse | |

Midnight Lullaby

I wrapped all my tears, to see you smile.
you are the best, always by my side.
I tell you my feelings will get you crying,
you must think I’m out of my mind.

You don’t know, what I know,
all the angels let me go.

We were born to teethe and die,
you will grow to be so fine.
Fall in love, feel your softer side,
Remember me when life is kind.

When you go, let me know,
don’t walk away like the world and go.

Life is rough and the world unkind,
fight them down and you will be fine.
The truth of live is a brutal sight,
make no mistakes, you can learn from mine.

You have a strong heart, you are unique
I treasure times when you smile at me.

Live the life, I could not find,
be there for me, when I say goodbye.


Details | ABC | |

My Daughter and Son

The world spins around so very fast;
Gone are the days of my past.

When I was young and free;
Nothing ever seemed to get ahold on me.

Then God placed 2 angels in my path;
My love for them covers my life like a hot bath.

Soaking my world in loves eternal flame;
With my 2 angels by my side,
Nothing will ever be the same.

The universe could cease to exist;
But my love for them will always persist.

There is no force that could ever undo;
The power of my love for the 2 of you.

I promise you, it cannot be done;
For nothing could ever come before a 
Mothers love for her Daughter and Son.


Details | Free verse | |

For An Abused Child

If I Could Have Gotten Your Embryo
Before You Were Born
I Would Have Sheltered You Safely
and Protected Your Form ...

I'd Have Put You In My Womb
& Flowed You Knowledge Like In A Tubric
& Patted My Expanding Belly
As I Played You Music

And As You Got Ready
To Arrive From The Birth Canal
You Would've Known My Breasts
Would Be Ringing Like Welcome Bells! ...

Eager To Suckle You
Breast Feed My Own Flesh & Nourish
So You Could Grow Strong
... In Love's Encourage

I Would've Held You In Wonder
& So Close Tenderly
Amazed At This Little Bundle,
Breathing, Piece of Me ...

And When You Turned One
Or As You Sucked Your Thumb
Or Eating Baby Food Jars of Plums
... I'd Have Given You Trumpets & Drums

... And Building Alphabet Blocks
& Superman Capes
& Stuffed Teddy Bears
& Oatmeal Cookies & Grapes

I'd Have Read You Stories
From Capt. Adventure Books
You'd Have Known You Were Loved
By My Proud Mama Looks

I'd Have Spent Time With You
Showing You How To Tie Your Shoe
Rocked You If You Caught The Flu
or Any Sniffles You Went Through ...

I Would Have Played With You
& Prayed With You
From Crawling To Walking
Paved The Way For You

Yeah, I Would Have Fussed At You
& When Needed Even Spanked You Too
& I'd Meant: This Hurts Me More Than You
'Cause You're The Little Symbiot, Mama Grew

So, You Would Have Known
You Were Loved & Treasured
You Would Have Known
Your Worth Couldn't Be Measured

Nor Compared To Anyone Else
At Any Point In Time
'Cause You Are The Best
Because You Were "Mine"

* * * * * * *

But I Never Knew You
But Believe Me If I Had ...
I'd A Made Sure You Had 
A Loving Mom & Dad

And You Would've Never Been Abused
Or Treated Bad ...
But From Now On Find Your Joy
To Replace What's Sad


            Written & Copyrighted ©:  9/12/2013 
             by:  MoonBee Canady


Details | Limerick | |

New Life

Hiding in mummy's tummy, kicking happily away
 I'm kissing you warmly, clapping and singing in play
 They say in a few weeks
 I'll be able to kiss  your new cheeks
 I can't wait for the morning I'll lift you in a sway

(c) Nyonglema


Details | Rhyme | |

In Praise of Women

In Praise of Women

By Elton Camp

How thankful I am for womankind.
Who for bearing babies are designed.
If all us men could the same to do,
There might be one, but never two.

It is a thought I cannot abide,
Having another person inside.
To think you, for months, are fated
To wake up each morning nauseated.

There’s nothing to do but to understand
Most of a year, your waist will expand.
And when about halfway done,
Baby starts to have much fun.

He must think it’s quite a trick
To give his mother a hard kick.
And still bigger, bigger grows he
Till mother out of balance will be.

Atop her bladder he does perch.
Up and down he likes to lurch.
To the bathroom she has to go
Most every time the kid does so.

If a baby stood on my bladder,
It would be a serious matter.
It wouldn’t feel so very neat
Being stomped by little feet.  

Then the baby begins to knock at the door.
“You can’t keep me inside here anymore.”
Female pelvis is made quite wide
Between the bones baby can slide.

Daddy’s broad at shoulder and narrow at hip
So there’s not enough room for a baby to slip.
And I now have this final word here to say:
It is just this, “For all women, a big hooray.”



Details | Free verse | |

My Darling Girl, My Black-Eyed Susan

My Darling Girl, 

your big dark eyes  met mine

against your pale skin and yellow hair

this name sang in my heart, Susan,

my Black-Eyed Susan.

A wild flower you’ll be, you’ll be a

kind friend,

loving wife,

strong mother,

sweet grandmother

and always you’ll be

my darling girl, my Black-Eyed Susan


Details | Sonnet | |

Mother's Unfailing Love


Our rising worship! Oh, perfect love of Mother and Child

is understood by adoring eyes. Eager hearts pray, 

from the eternal breath of babe. Lifted high, strong yet mild,

He foretells of forgiveness and whispers agape.

Upon Mary's chest, lie His heavenly dreams -

a love of no measure born unto a Virgin

and sins evermore are assuredly redeemed

as God's blessed Mother cradles creation.

Her womb brought forth Light, the Savior of man.

Her gentle touch nurtured God's only Son.

The sacrifice, His blood shed to quench a dry land.

Prophecy fulfilled, so no soul shall be shunned.

Inspire us precious babe upon Mary's chest.

Mother's unfailing love gives comfort and rest.




*Inspired by Anguissola's Virgin and Child. 





Details | Narrative | |

Divine intervention-w

While flying from Uruguay to America,
I experienced some fearful problems,
Some were real and some nightmares.
I was tossing my handbag left and right
I heard a sermon my mother used to sing
I was quite engrossed for a few minutes
Forgetting all the problems I was worried about
Hey, my co-traveler said, “your tape is running”
I remembered recording my mother’s voice
I think my mother came as protecting force
Giving an edge over my imaginative problems.
A mother is next to godliness, God personified.

An event of March, 2010 confirms my belief.
An Australian mum brings her premature baby son
Back to life by loving cuddles when chances none
The doctors battled for twenty minutes gave up
Of saving  her lifeless baby boy born at 27 weeks.
Doctors gave the child to the mother to say goodbye
The grieving mother cuddled him tightly two hours
Bringing back her son to life, weighing 2 lbs.
Twenty minutes of science two hours of love
I bet it is nothing else but divine intervention


Second part of the poem relates to a miracle happened in Australia. Anyone interested to read more, here is the link

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/home/search.html?searchPhrase=Miracle+mum+Kate+Ogg 

====================================
Sixth place winner in
Contest: Divine Intervention in honor of Catie Lindsey


Details | Ballade | |

Sad girl rising


Sad girl rising

Let me tell you about this girl I know
My cousin, this girl be
Her life has been so very sad
But how wonderful is she
She was a wild child, till she married
And had her first born child
When she found out that his brain was damaged
It really drove her wild.

She took the Doctor through the courts
Then fought for ten long years
To get the money she deserved
And she cried so many tears
She gained a million pound at last
To help her with the lad
And yet the damage it was done
And it really drove her mad.

Her and her hubby cared for he
And gave their lives to him
It was a twenty four, seven job
But at times it got real grim
She would do just anything
To make his life more sweet
But when she got that Parkinson’s
She was close on to defeat

But no, she struggled with the odds
And though it’s ten years on
Never does this girl give up
When all her hope seems gone
She smiles, and carries on with courage
Like I’ve never seen before
She’s something kind of wonderful
She’s a hero, that’s for sure.

30 July 2o13 @ 1043hrs.


Details | Haiku | |

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


Details | Tanka | |

Sweet Raspberry Kisses


Baby, when you’re grown
cradling your own darling babe.
Remember your days
of sweet raspberry kisses,
rhymes and twinkling lullabies.

I will remember
the sweet sound of your babble
through bubbling laughter, 
your pudgy, little fingers  
and wide-eyed wonder, always.


for Andrea Dietrich's SWEET or SALTY? Contest,
10/17/13



Details | Free verse | |

Maybe the Guff was empty, cancer full moon eclipse

Maybe the guff was empty—Cancer full moon eclipse

Left field call on the black wall phone
faint cry from the distant end
spoke with throat lump of capital
disaster and a troddened womans most
everydom—lost before found—somehow Jan
knew and put forth a celestial no comment with 
I-hope-I-am-wrong-love gesture for the
love torn bull awaiting a cancerfold friend
offspring no spring-perhaps next spring. Anna
soild Anna so poised of classic stock sometimes
never bending to an antiflexible Taurus mood
was caught in a never place,  why of questions-
depleted character strikes. Will the blood
hordes rally for the fallen “fetalrade” and
heal the internal emohurt temperature 
inferno of unknown bliss. Does it ever come
at the right instant? Like where’s a cop when
you really need one—maybe 7-11 therapy would 
bring solice and peace. Forgive the forgiver
and pass your sense into another ability
Keep your mind and your soul for the little 
lost egg. I don’t know know or could never compromise 
no more of a complex juxtaposition of life
and death than that of biobeings so
closely connected that share the same
existance, one within-one yet
percent infinity bonded in a tidewater
liquid symbiosis that no manbeing in time
past or future will hope to match let alone
entertain. Be that as it may, you’ve felt the
sting of life and the creation of flesh for a brief
moment of time in time   and time is that holder of all
events we hope to achieve—your time in both
will come to be—you will share
and create from within, and not waiver
about the fallbacks we run down for
no explanations from anyone will suffice
or reason to make a whole sense of such
a fathomless inconsistency. I felt your
loss deep in my knees and thoughts flew
to your little soul upstairs. There are words
and there are no words—my deepest senses
to you and Dana—I know it will happen for you
as all things come to pass for those deserving                          dave collins


Details | Lyric | |

In The Rain

Written June 6, 2013


The preacher read the gospel
And we sank into our tears
Tearing down the curtain
We've been behind for all these years

A baby leaves its mother
An angel drops its wings
Leave me bound against the wall
Dangling by a string

Sitting by the window
Hoping she'll remember me
Sitting by the window
Contemplating memories

Resolve your inhibitions
And you'll find me in the garden
Where the flowers drink champagne
And God is in the rain


Details | Rhyme | |

An Angel In Your Eyes



                                              Looking into your eyes my darling,
                                              It sparkles that captivated my soul,
                                              I see an angel in your eyes smiling,
                                             Making you happy is my fervent goal.

                                             Lying in a soft bed as white as cotton,
                                                 Waiting for my hugs and kisses,
                                                  In my arms where you belong,
                                                Feeling my love and sweet caress,

                                                 You are my own, so adorable,
                                                My precious, my cute little baby,
                                                  In your eyes I see an angel,
                                             You complete my heart day by day.


                                                             
                                                        October 19, 2013
                                        For Gail’s “An Angel In Your Eyes” contest
                                   Dedicated to all loving mothers around the world




Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

The Pain Of Madame Lionell



Madame Lionell , sitting under a tree ,
asking God , the time of her free ,
the world being so wild ,
showing anger on the lady - who is naked BLIND .

There were none to feel her pain ,
except the neighbors - who thought their gain , 
the new lives then , kicking the world , 
showing  anger  on the lady who is in the blind world .

She started thinking of all her sins ,
from the ancient times - playing with the teens ,
but she cried on and on - screaming , shouting , and she smiled ! ,
thanking God for that behavior - which seemed her so wild .

The new lives thinking about their cradle ,
for getting those pain and those trouble ,
she thought a while for their father ,
who would think for those tiny heirs - she said "RATHER."

Now , the fearful dark night grew ,
decreasing pain for both the sinew ,
bearing the pain for months well ,
again , thinking for  her husband's  farewell .

Oh my dear leaving alone ,
can't utter a word for my bones ,
remembering the words which you told ,
"NEVER THINK OF SILVER BUT ONLY GOLD !. " 

Now I feel the calmness of my pain ,
feel  joyful for my new veins ,
not feeding them with the words of love ,
but their fathers peaceful words of dove!.

The darkness grew more forever ,
the brightness grew for them - for me never ,
she dream t  a while - the dilemma of fame ,
" Will my son keep the importance of our name ?"

                                                                                                    


Details | Free verse | |

Children, I Miss You Both...

I miss...

taking care of you.
making your meals and snacks for you.
telling you " Good morning ", each and every day.
taking you to school and wishing you both a blessed day.
picking you up from school, 
asking how your day went, and what interesting things did you learn.
making your nutritional assessments, and trying to introduce good foods to you.
     hugging you both, and both of you hugging me.
     taking care of you when you are sick,
     comforting you when you don't feel good.
     trying to make your ouwwies not hurt.
     the time that we should get to, and should have gotten to, spend together.
     the quality in living, that we are suppose to have together.
     just holding you.
the tickle fights when you would both tickle me at the same time.
watching and helping you both make awesome artwork.
you both singing, with your beautifully flowing and innocent voices.
tossing you both in the air, only to catch you, while singing,
" I got Aubrey, I got Aubrey, my baby girl "
and " I got Micah, I got Micah, my baby boy "
seeing you both play and invent and build.
watching you ride your bikes.
helping and watching you skateboard.
playing catch with the football or soccer ball.
watching you fill your buckets up with innumerable worms.
just watching you try to catch those slimmy worms.
listening you you both have a belching contest.
listening to you belching the alphabet.
watching you make the armpit farts, and laughing, just like your Uncle Eddie used to do.
     taking you both to various places, and to see the natural beauty.
     taking you to the Ouachita river to throw rocks.  
     taking you fishing, and putting the worms on your hooks for you.
     watching you hold on to the bobber while you throw the stick fishing pole into the river.
     getting you both chocolate covered donuts at Jimmy's Donut Hole.
getting to teach you both good things.
mowing the grass for you to be able to play safely outside.
telling you to pick up your rooms, and to put your clothes in the hamper.
cleaning your rooms for and with you.
organizing your good toys, and throwing out the broken ones.
buying you new clothes, and giving away the ones you'd outgrown.
     telling you that I love you, before you go to sleep.
     wishing you blessed and peaceful sleep, every night.
But most of all, I miss you.
Each and every day, I miss you.
     May you both be blessed, 
     by The Holiest of Holies Himself, 
     in every area of your lives.
Love Mom


Details | Free verse | |

In My Community

Our Ancestors fought to the death,
Just so we can live a brighter day,
So before you light up that blunt of meth,
Think about what you’re giving away,
It was a glad day in history when Obama rose to victory,
The first black president was all we knew,
Dark skin is in!
Haven’t you heard?
That even in our community, 
You can get burned,
It’s a sad day when people would rather stay home and “Crank That Amber Cole”,
Than get up and run to a poll,
In our community,
Rockin’ Luis V is better than having a college degree,
And teen pregnancy is not only a trend,
But the single motherhood that follows should end,
Young girls learn of a wonderful prince to take them away,
Nothing should change thought their mothers prince didn’t stay,
And as the tears fade away,
She grows stronger every day,
In our community,
Fighting is no longer a word,
You argue with someone and shots are heard,
Girls showing places the sun don’t show,
So how do they expect the community to grow?
Where love is a figment of imagination,
Making a young child question her creation,
Young mothers would rather buy the iPhone 5,
Then satisfy her baby’s cries,
While her new man’s eye,
Wander up another girl’s thighs,
In our community,
Where #team dark skin vs #team light skin,
Makes others not love the skin they’re in,
Love, lust, hate, and trust,
Giving a rose on Valentine’s Day is no longer a must, 
Where bad is good and good is bad,
Who would think to see their grandmother sad?
Her hurt and pain,
Shows how our community has lost everything her parents fought to gain.


Details | Light Poetry | |

The First Christmas Present

A spider spun a silver web in a mound of golden straw, Then he hid himself inside the stack, away from the wind so raw. He yelled down to the sheep below Who were trying to huddle close, “It’s times like this that I wish there was a fire for a mutton roast. For winter had come upon the land and his barn was deathly cold, He wasn’t sure if he’d survive the night if the truth of it were told. He tried to dream a dream of hope to get him through the night, But he couldn’t bring himself to sleep because of a blinding light. A star was shinning down on them as if the sun in mid-day glory, The little spider had yet to learn of the coming Christmas story. Below was a ewe with her lamb both snuggled up together, Trying their best to keep warm in the cold of the winter weather. “I’d never trade places with you anyway,” the mother sheep bleated out, “Why are you so happy in your hate to lend voice to pain and doubt?” The light from heaven kept them awake and staring in wide wonder, When two weary travelers entered in and the straw became their plunder. The little spider became dislodged as a nest of straw was piled, And he could see that one of the travelers was very great with child. The three companions watched it all; they’d never seen a human being born, They were all surprised when at his birth There came the peal of an angelic horn. A herald’s call went out to all the land announcing the newborn king, And the spider and the ewe shared a laugh to think of such a thing. Because this baby was so very small and his parents were so poor, Yet there was something about this newborn child that neither could ignore. The spider looked down on the ewe and said in a voice too bold, “This baby needs to be swaddled now to keep him from the cold. Good ewe I can spin for him a cover if you’ll allow me to use your fleece.” So together they worked to swaddle the child on this night of Holy peace. The mother smiled at them all as she took the blanket for her boy, Then laid him in a manger poor and they were overcome with joy. The meaning of this wondrous event was what made them all feel glad, For they had brought the first gift to the Lord by sharing what they had. And the warmth, which they had provided the child, also kept the three of them warm, May the loving joy that they discovered keep you this Christmas morn. Merry Christmas!


Details | I do not know? | |

For Men Everywhere One Billion Rising

1 Billion Rising.

For Men Everywhere.

Stop! Listen! Think! Act!

Stop!

Stop the abuse!

Of grand-daughters,
colleagues,
daughters,
girlfriends,
partners,
mothers,
sisters,
nieces,
wives,

all women.

Listen!

Listen to the voices!

Of grand-daughters,
colleagues,
daughters,
girlfriends,
partners,
mothers,
sisters,
nieces,
wives,

all women.

Think!

Think of how you treat,

grand-daughters,
colleagues,
daughters,
girlfriends,
partners,
mothers,
sisters,
nieces,
wives,

all women.

Act!

Act now to change yourself!

Stop! Listen! Think! Act!

The violence,
the abuse,
the rape,

stops when you stop,

the violence,
the abuse,
the rape.

Stop! Listen! Think! Act!

The violence,
the abuse,
the rape,

is perpetrated by,

grand-fathers,
colleagues,
boyfriends,
husbands,
nephews,
brothers,
partners,
fathers,
uncles,

men,

all men.

Stop! Listen! Think! Act!

The violence,
the abuse,
the rape,

stops when us men stop,

The violence,
the abuse,
the rape,

today, now.

Stop! Listen! Think! Act!


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Shadows, Reflections, and Memories

In the womb 
A baby grows 
Listening to her mother’s voice 
Soothing her 
She smiles and moves 
Little does she know 
What her future holds 
  
The day arrives 
She is born 
Wrapped tight and cradled by her mother 
Looking up at her mother 
Who wears an exhausted smile 
The baby is comforted 
Little does she know, 
What her future holds 
  
As she grows 
Her mother tends to her 
Feeding, changing, rocking, singing 
All out of love for her little girl 
The baby coos and cries 
Little does she know, 
What her future holds 
  
Some years pass 
The daughter falls and skins a knee 
The mother is there 
With a kiss and band-aid 
And all is okay 
Little does she know 
What her future holds 
  
Soon its time for school 
The daughter cries 
Not wanting her mother to leave 
Finger-paints, songs, the alphabet, counting 
Her mother hangs all on the fridge, proud 
Little does she know, 
What her future holds 
  
Before long she is a teenager 
Her life epically changing 
High school drama, boys, grades, clubs 
Barely does she see her mother 
Who raised and loved her so 
Little does she know 
What her future holds 
  
The day comes to kiss good-bye 
Tears streaking mother and daughter faces 
An adult now the daughter struggles 
Missing her mother, wishing she were there 
Calling everyday and regretting earlier years 
Little does she know, 
What her future holds 
  
Little does she know, 
That as she grew, 
She grew apart from her mother, 
Little does she know, 
That still and no matter what 
Her mother will always love her 
Little does she know, 
That as she ages 
She will always need her mother 
Little does she know, 
How much her mother truly did 
How much her mother truly loves her 
Little does she know, 
She will one day wish 
She were exactly like her mother 
Strong, loving, guiding 
Little does she know, 
What her future holds 
What her purpose in life is 
But as long as she can be like her mother 
She knows life will okay 
That she will succeed.


Details | Verse | |

WHY?

   
Just a few hours old and her outlook grim,
Not fully developed her little limbs.
A premature child snatched from her dead mothers womb,
Caused by a drug overdose the doctors presume.

This poor baby child, blind and alone,
Makes you really wonder why this seed was ever sewn.
The mother was a lady of the night with a habit to serve,
Now the baby is born with problems she does not deserve.

Drugs and disease have devastated this child,
Because her mother chose a lifestyle wicked and wild.
The child probably wont make it, least those are the odds,
The doctor said pending a miracle straight from our God.

As hours tick by the little child loses the fight,
And another small soul vanishes into the night.
This story I made up with more truths than of lies,
And the only question I ask, is it really worth it and why?


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Lullaby a bit tongue in cheek though

Rock- a- by Baby don’t say a word,
Mummy wants a gin and not you to be heard.
You have been a little pain all day
Its time you went to bed out of the way.
The gin is dry I would like some ice.
And don’t forget the lemon, it makes it taste nice.
So little baby it's time you slept,
Cos mummies really tired, you can bet.
Don’t worry baby you are the love of my life,
But mummy is daddy’s very tired wife.
So we’ll get daddy to sing this song to you 
While I get another glass of gin or too.
Night night baby don’t say a word.
Its time to sleep my precious little humming bird



Details | Ballad | |

THE LABOR BALLAD

The long awaited day now comes,
With cries along with bells and drums,
Her belly throbbing, spinning-chair,
For birth, for labor they prepare.

There lots of people shouting names
And nurses playing trolley games,
The doctor came as water broke
'To labor room', the sisters spoke.

The cries were roaring piercing ears,
The friends were filling, hopes and fears,
They rise their hands and ask to god,
To ease her pain while crying odd.

The labor room was quite something,
And doctors wearing apron string,
The beds were crowded lights were dim,
But doctor peeps and makes a grim.

The nurse then speaks 'the time ain't right'.
But patient's pain was total fright,
Again the doctor comes and peep,
To see the cervix while she weep.

The legs were wide the lights were bright, 
The cervix ripe and pain was right,
She holds the edge while pushing hard,
And doctor waiting, taking guard.

The hair is seen and doctors smile,
The time is wrote on nurses file,
The head is out, the shoulder's out,
The boy is out, the sisters shout.

With cheer-some tears, she sees her son,
The faces bright, the pain was done,
The heart is blown, the sheets are thrown,
The drinks are served, and heavens shown.

The grandpa born, and grandma's dove,
The husband takes the boy with love,
The joyful kiss on tiny feet.
While sweets are served in blissful heat.

The car arrives to take her back
The kins then walk as wolfs in pack,
But cries are heard in labor room,
With smiling faces, lilies bloom.
©Anees Rahman


Details | Free verse | |

Set Me Free

There was a baby happy and free
The apple of the eye of his family
Playing around and hiding in the trees
Whoever thought it’s his last smile they see

Through the darkness of the jungle came
Man-devils whose creation God is to blame
Cut the kid down with lethal shots
His body ripped like a shattered earthen pot

I was the one who led those men
Swooping down from our mountain den
Snuffing out the little flame of his life
My mind, since then, is full of strife

The mother came with her eyes in tears
The sight sent my body into shivers
The boy in her arms looked full of life
The hole in his heart told me it was a lie

The mother laid the baby on my lap and cried
Is this my baby, the one who died?
You’re the one who killed him, you devil in disguise
May Gods curse you, may heavens you despise

Lord! Why did I make this grave mistake?
Why was it this kid whose life I had to take?
Why did I take a life when I cannot give?
Do I have anymore right to live?

I cried tears of guilt and pain
And gave the grieving mother my gun
I told her relieve me of my misery
Kill me before I kill again

The mother said with a sad smile on her face
You have sinned and punishment you must face
But killing you would only set you free
And I will be the culprit to your family

You will suffer everyday of your life
You will bleed lots more than my little child
You will burn in the self hating fire of hell
You will die everyday and live to tell

That day on I’ve cried a million tears
Hating myself for all these years
There’s nothing I can do to escape this hell
I feel I am falling into an endless well

God! I cannot ask for forgiveness please
I cannot ask for salvation
All I ask for is to set me free
From this dreary life full of misery


Details | Rhyme | |

TENDER YEARS

The tiny sprouts, so fragile yet so strong Slowly, ah! so softly, tearing away earth's crust, they grow along... A new life emerges with the same subtle strength A separate entity poised to span its life's length A brave yet delicate little bundle of joy Mother weeps ecstatic tears caressing her so-tender a tiny toy The day rolls into night and back again to a new day Tirelessly with her tender care, she goes about her way Latching for the first feed to many-a soiled nappy Engrossed in self less devotion for off-spring she seems so happy Ceaseless flow of her tender love, soothe of her tender touch Always her little baby, through our life mother's tender love we cherish too much! When starry eyes wander in wonderlands dreamily Humming the tune of first love, youth feels heavenly Soft music, red roses and the first blush of romance Enticing intense eyes and their unforgettable lasting glance Underneath the starlit dome nubile lovers meet Submerged neck-deep in love, skipping a few heart beats Entwining embrace, with much tenderness the uniting kiss Partaking soulful from ocean of passion, taste the divine bliss A soul mate for quenching the longing thirst of sweet desires To fan the flames, tender embers igniting sparkling fires Life time vow of loving togetherness, a promising hand's warm hold Bearing the brunt of life's storms, gracefully, tenderly in love, to grow old! Yesha Shah For Gail Doyle's "Tender Years" contest 8th dec 2012


Details | Monoku | |

Baby Love


baby enraptured with mother's smiling face, gurgles with delight




12/7/2013


Details | Haibun | |

Surreal Nature


We set out at birth of day in search of serenity and bursts of discovery. I felt alive, almost new, like the morning mist and wide-eyed baby I carried on my back. Dawn’s filtered light stroked our cheeks promising a brilliant sunrise. “Soon”, I whispered to my rosy child who gazed in wonder, “very soon”. His coos, like a melody, pranced on delicate breeze, charming squirrels out of hiding. Tiny hands coaxed falling leaves to dance as I inhaled shapes of crisp autumn. Dawn's masterpiece invoked my own childlike awe, and I wore a smile like my favorite sweater. 

morning blushes
in effortless smiles
innocent once more

Nature’s breath swirled, enchanting us as brittle leaves rustled underfoot. The branches above, almost bare, swayed to greet our attendance of autumn’s opening performance. In the distance, apple trees speckled with pink and white blossoms met the horizon. The picture of indescribable beauty stirred my spirit, and I turned to find my own brown eyes watching, content. My surroundings, surreal, were wrapped in our blushing smiles as my voice became a prayer of gratitude for earth and sky, mother and child, pale memories, vibrant reflections, and the joy of all to come. 

dawn creates
an ageless splendor
inspiring rebirth 





10-2-2013



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Some Old Unforgetful Memories

My mother, pregnant,was in the hospital-bed

"A baby sister", her once again I reminded.

She kissed me and said," Yea"

"I'll get you one without delay."

Elders laughed at the promise given

"God decides those", they said,"not men!"

But I dismissed their arguments as utterly absurd

For I knew if my mother promised me something, she'd keep her word

(After a few days)

Many hands led me where a baby screamed

"A sister it is!", cried they,"that you always dreamed"

But I left the crowd and, crying, to my mother sped

"Why here?!",  she chided; "I heard you scream more" was all I said.


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Newborn Baby

Newborn baby please don't cry
Don't blame yourself that your mom died
She perished for you, she had her time
She wanted you to have yours in this life
Newborn baby your mom loved you
That's why she this life eschewed
All for you she happily chose
To bring to life her tiny pink rose
Newborn baby one day you'll see
Your mom committed an act of love for thee
So you may live and be all you can be
And don't forget this, her final decree
Take care of your father he will need you to be strong
Play all day and remember troubles won't stay long
Be kind to your brother and let him sing you songs
And do your best to get along
Remember your mother and her sacrifice for you
And honor her daily in all things that you do


I was watching The Walking Dead marathon yesterday and Lori dies in childbirth. They have to cut the baby out because it's not coming out on it's own. There are no doctors or hospitals so she knows she's going to die but tells them to do it anyway because she can't lose her baby.  I was inspired to write about it. I hope you enjoyed.


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Me And You

From the moment I was born,
You never let me go.
As I grew older,
You always held my hand.
The moments flow by us.
Like fish in a river.
Every second that passes by.
We grow closer.
I know there were times of giving up,
That you almost had.
But you kept trudging through.
Through the sun and the rain,
The snow and the sleet.
My hand was always held.
You never let me go. 

APPRECIATION (In Honour of PD) 
May 21st, 2013


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In Descrimanent Love




      ------

When a Mother gives' Birth
She give's it with Love
She sore's to the High Heaven
To the Christ,
Fore She is giving birth
A gift from above...
      ------
Such a complication device
      ------
Devised by God
In order to herd His children
For that traipse to eternity
And only Heaven knows
When that will be.....
For they are awaiting
Their return...
To that honorable place
        Among He
      -------
Yes, the Mother gives' Birth
A gift to the World
Rather it be a baby boy
Or maybe,
A baby girl...
      -----
Their love is so innocent
Innocent and free
Shaped and molded by
The like's of you and me
       ------
Yes, they are our
Hope's and dream's
For the next generation
Marred by frustration
Self-loathe and indignation
Yet, they do follow threw
To start a new nation
      -----
A nation to be
A nation of one
One where people
Shall be delivered
      ------
All soon to become One
      ------
Where the Will of Christ
Shall be done'
      ------
For this is their Heaven
And this is their Earth
Fighting twin evil inclination 
Just awaiting the time of
Restoration...
      ------
Where the lineage of time
Is their only Salvation
Another simple case of
The blind leading the blind
In hopes' and dreams'
In contemplation 

               GF


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MOTHER 1

I could recall some years ago
The day that sealed the  deeds of the deal
And dot the long journey  of nine months
In my calendar of the years
The same brought about the cry 
That started the journey  of my childhood…
What a honey of motherhood?
An answer to your heart cry
                                            
You were assisted and ushered 
Into the labor room 
Like my savior was accompanied 
To Gethsemane and went further
With the burden of sin of perishing souls
He bent His knees in prayers; 
He sweated blood

So you lingered 'un-angered'
With the burden of a baby boy
You genuflected in labor 
Fear with joy loomed in the air
Swimming in the ocean tides of the clouds
And I could see water dripping 
Down your cheeks and nostrils
All because of me

Could I see any one that flogged you? 
No! It's I beating you from within 
Not with cane but with pains
Like a sheep before its shearer
You journeyed between life and death
All because of me!
 
It would have been simple if that was all
But I could see 
Like two of your younger ones
Even of your daughter's age 
Shouting at you
Push! Push! Push!
Else you kill this baby
What ridicule leading a miracle?
All because of me!

Push! Push! Push!
That was their shout and cry
That ushered me into a new world
Right at their ward
That was not because they're wayward
It was a labor room

It was labor for you
That which ignited my favour
What a pain heralding a gain?
But it was like a pay to me
I took it for a ride but 
It was mother’s pride and joy 
I thought it was play
Until she smacked and spanked me

Yet they succeeded
As they persuaded you and encouraged you
Then and there with flow of water 
And pool of blood you pushed forth 
And you pushed through.
 
I thought it was a favour and for my good
Only to see her hand carried me 
As if she was all out to help
But it was only to cut the cord
While I held my hands together
Lost in the comfort and dream 
Of the cosy womb  
She took me out of the comfort zone
She smacks and spanks me 
Again, again, and again
She made me to cry and never cared to say sorry
But told stories

He's another boy, she said
Right there she baptized me 
Into a new world
She dragged that thing 
She called cot to your side
And placed me in it
Alone I was laid crying
And all she did was to laugh at me
Mum. Her white uniform belied her act

Dedicated to V.A Aderounmu.
© Fisayo  Aderounmu.2012



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BABY'S HAPPY WORLD

                                                 in nice warm embrace
                                             baby plays on mother's lap
                                                  baby's happy world


Details | I do not know? | |

letter to my unborn child

This is a letter to my unborn child . .
My Pride & joy, the love of my life, my reason to live.. we shall meet, & when we meet, there will be no wall, no river, no obstacle to come between us.. Your smile? One a man would kill for.. Your Voice? Music to my ears.. Your Presence ? My Blessing.. Youll never know what it feels like to be betrayed by your own father.. & even if you do grow up in a single-parent home you'll never want nor need for anything.. We'll talk & laugh like bestfriends, hangout like siblings, respect eachother like co-workers, & I know there'll be times when we disagree & argue like worst enemies.. but through the sunshine, as well as the rain, mom will be there though trials, tribulations, & pain.. You'll know me like the back of your hand, & i'll know you like the palm of mine.. you'll be book smart and street smart & if i can help it, you'll use the book smarts to better yourself in life,& the streets smarts to overcome the battles you encounter on your journey through life.. that "C Word" . . NOT Carpa Tunnel.. No, Not Cancer.. but "Can't" will NOT be in your vocabulary.. & "I Give Up" is an error in your mind.. I'll teach you everything I know plus some.. You'll be the kid on the block who falls in love with daddy.. therefore, your favorite words will be "I'm Gonna marry daddy when I'm old enough", only til you're disappointed with the reality that its impossible.. You'll hug mommy everytime she's in sight.. you'll be the change this world seeks.. a new spitting   image of me(: , but until you arrive; baby boy, or baby girl.. i'm gonna keep this dream alive.. I'll live for you & for me.. cause when you step foot on this earth, this is how you should be.. to my pride & joy, the love of my life, & my reason to live<3


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Angels

Does the angels exist only in the stories?
Their magical wand and that golden glow
is all that just  a piece of imagination?

i searched , searched and searched
till i had found them
they werent as i imagined
yet they were gentle .

i saw the angels,
in helping heart of person,
in parents’s eyes
after fulfilling kid’s wish,
in innocent kid’s smile
on sharing things,
in mom’s tears,
in dad’s care,
in friend’s support,
in sibling’s love,
in person’s  surprise gifts,
in carefree laugh,
in playful childhood,

Angels do exist but
in different human forms,
spreading invisible magical charm
making our life magical

come on , cross your fingers
make a wish
who knows may be there
will an angel waiting to fulfill that ;)


Details | Sonnet | |

Just for you

I sing a song to you baby of mine. You’re dreaming of adorably sweet things. You safely rest on soft clouds as you lie, And angels hold you in their feathered wings. You’re new from Heaven and still have the scent That you have carried down to Earth to share. I wish you could speak of stories you know Of folks we loved who now await us there. My darling, in my arms you’re warm and safe. We rock slowly to a sweet melody. I’m so grateful to God that you’re the one He has so lovingly chosen for me. You will soon wake to find Mommy is near. Sleep little baby with nothing to fear.


Details | Verse | |

Sympathic Moon --- Tritina

*Tritina

As midnight comes, moon tiptoes in to wait, to soothe her gently with a tender smile. Expectation is haloed on the wall Moon angles soft light, around every wall, where mobiles dangle, and butterflies wait, to charm baby's eyes, and wrangle her smiles The clocks keep ticking, and the moon must wait. Someone is kicking inside belly's wall. She cringes in pain, ...but then bravely smiles. Dawn waits to smile, ...until she climbs that wall
_____________________________________________ For the Tritina "Baby" Contest: Sponsored by Craig Cornish 7/23/14


Details | Quatrain | |

More Agony

My friend I want you to know
 That happy for you I am
As before the coming snow
 You will have a baby in a pram.

Your shower today was nice
 I thought I could handle it.
But my heart is not ice
 For jeaousy I feel this I admit.

I feel like a loon
 My babies gone
No lullabies to croon
 No being woke at dawn.

I thought I could handle this
 Be here for my dear friend
But there is gaping abyss
 And I do not want to offend.

This your day to shine
 And do well to not frown
And to not even let out a whine
 Though in sorrow I drown.

I leave the shower
 My wounds to lick.
In my own space cower
 Pain in my heart does stick.

I am now alone 
 I lay here and cry.
In agony I moan
 And in misery I sigh.

I really am a lousy friend.
 For how can I feel sad?
How can I make amends
 and tell you why I am bad?

No more baby showers for me
 I cannot do this
To much pain for this to be
 For me there is no bliss.

My arms do so ache
 For the babies that are mine.
How much more pain can I take?
 How much longer will I pine?

Can anyone understand
 What I truly am?
A mother in no man's land
 Whose tears have broke the dam.

A mother who misses 
 Her children each day.
I miss thier kisses,
 Their bedlam and fun way.

Why can I not heal?
 Why must agony sear
And my fate and theirs seal
 For this I do fear.

I thought I was doing good
 But as you can see
This pain gets me where I stood
 And still gets the best of me.


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TEN

OH MY GOD HE IS TEN
Starting to get hair on his chin
No I cant belive it is true
Now my baby is hitting puberty too

Dang if it ain't my luck
Just last night he was playing with trucks
Now it is girls and rock music blaring
Him asking is it time to start shaving

No it has to be a bad dream
MY baby can't be almost a teen
My other one is over half grown
This one has to stay at home


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GERTY GRIBBLE'S DILEMMA

My aunty Gerty Gribble was a true blue pioneer 
as she and husband Harold ran a place called 'Bendemere'. 
Two dinkum Aussie battlers, who had given their life's blood 
to fifty years of toiling on their outback cattle stud. 
 
So constant had the struggle been that Gert would often quote, 
she'd worked her tiny butt off just to keep the place afloat. 
The hours were so demanding she had no time for romance  
and motherhood had passed her by, she never got the chance. 
 
Old Gert was old and wrinkled when they gave the game away, 
though fit as any Mallee bull and jogged ten k a day. 
They bought a little donga in a Queensland coastal town, 
but sadly, being childless often got old Gerty down. 
 
She knew that her poor Harold was beyond it, without doubt, 
so Gert would try a new technique that she had read about.   
"You're far too old for IVF," the Doctor kindly said, 
but Gert was not to be put off, she forged on right ahead.  
   
"It happens that my Harold has been looking to donate  
a hundred thousand dollars to a worthy cause of late. 
However if you cannot help".  "You'll make a lovely Mum 
I'm sure ... so may I ask would next week be to burdensome?" 
 
Aunt Gert she fell first time it seems and had a little boy, 
which left her Harold overwhelmed and Gerty filled with joy. 
This news then spread like fowl manure and folk were left enthralled, 
The Premier and local Mayor among the first who called. 
 
One day while I was driving past I thought I'd duck in too 
and see my little cousin ... sort of pop in out the blue. 
Aunt Gert was glad to see me, but she asked if I could wait  
until he woke from sleeping, though did not elaborate.  

Within the hour to my surprise ten other folk called by 
and aunty Gert told them the same and I was dumbstruck why. 
We sat and dunked our biscuits in the tea she'd kindly made 
while Gert was scratching her old head and looked somewhat dismayed. 
 
The Doctor from the clinic, who'd been playing basketball, 
had wondered how Gert's baby was and thought he'd make a call. 
"It's nice your dropping in" she said, "but Doctor would you mind 
just waiting till the baby wakes - I'm in a  kind of bind." 
 
"A problem Gert?" the Doctor said, "There something I can do?" 
"Not really Doc.  He's sound asleep,  these folk are waiting too. 
I'd show you him asleep and all, if that is what you'd like,  
but Doc, I can't recall just where I put the little tyke."


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Keep your Head held High

I see you walking through the halls at school
You used to look so put together
but now, not so much
I've heard rumors
and nasty words,
but I don't really pay attention
I only know you now have a baby boy
and I know you're proud of him
You are not ashamed.
For a while you weren't around
You had to be at home taking care of Baby
Your boyfriend is still loyal
So many these days aren't.
You're one of the lucky ones
Your parents didn't disown you
they may be disappointed
but they still love you.
You must be tired, staying up all night,
taking care of Baby.
It must be hard
dealing with the stares from your peers
I know I couldn't do it.
I'm not that strong.
You have to keep holding on
and make a good home for Baby
Maybe Baby will make you proud
and you won't regret this one day.
You're not the only one
You're one of millions
Don't listen to the harsh words.
Stay strong gorgeous,
Because everyone's just waiting
to see you fall apart.


Details | Couplet | |

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.)


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Today Is September 1 2007

On this day 16 years ago a beautiful baby girl was born.
As I cried they took her away.
My grandmother watching as if nothing were wrong.
Photos came for a brief moment then stopped
She was gone never to be herd from or seen.
It seemed as if she just vanished.
The agencies said her new family had moved.
No forwarding address to be found.
They apologize for the inconvenience.
Trying to convince me not to give up hope.
Hope what is this, something I find hard to have.
Years have come and gone and not a word.
The last photo I reserved she must have been 3 or 4 years old.
My search it still continues today, 
but not a trace of her or her family do I see.
On this the anniversary of her birth
 I still cry for the loss of my baby girl I bore so long ago.


Details | I do not know? | |

Wife and a Mother

 Joey And Mother

Mothers are a gift from the heavens above
All through life they share their love
Mothers are the greatest creation 
They are what they are and need no explanation
From that first day starts a new life of love and joy
They do anything to protect their baby girl or boy
They walk around as proud as can be
They want to shout look I have a life inside me
Bigger and bigger she gets as time goes by
Some suffer from pain and they cry
There love is so strong that they can bear the pain
They suffer and pray that it all was not in vain
The greatest day on earth has come
With some pain and pushing you are now a mom
You have suffered a lot and sometimes cried
But now it is over and with a baby at your side
Now the easy part is over and your baby is here to stay
You become a doctor a lawyer different people everyday
You protect and raise them through the years
With love joy and even some tears
Now their grown and its time for them to leave
You think back over the years while you grieve
Even thou they are gone and hardly call you
They may not write but they do love you
Mothers belong on a pedestal with the word rare
From the first day till the last they always care
Mothers are and will always be
The greatest any world will ever see
When it is her time to go to heavens place
She is sent back to earth wearing a new face
Over and over a mother they be
To give love to their new baby
Back and forth from heaven to earth
With love and joy and giving birth
Mothers are not one of a kind
They are all the same with love in mind
With love in there heart from heaven they come
Before you move on let me say I love you mom


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mammy

        A baby's  voice
Mammy can you hear me, will you listen to my plea 
Mammy please don't do it,take the gift of life from me
If you go ahead and do this thing 
It will be to me your baby 
A baby you'll never ever hold or see 
I have the right to live in the outside world 
After the time I have spent in here 
You will never ever forgive yourself 
And it will only end in a tear 
So mammy have some courage and follow your heart 
Don't listen to those foolish ones
Do the right thing from the start 
So mammy please don't do it
 Even as a  last resort
Don't even contemplate the ending of my life 
By trying to abort 
Eros


Details | I do not know? | |

For Emily

An afternoon stroll with a friend on a heated day,
Her hair perfectly swaying to her giggle bounce
Holding her tummy, simply stating
“I have a baby on the way”

Hugs, kisses, dreams and wishes
For this Mrs
The sun shining inside and out
So lucky she felt that day, she has a baby on the way

Baby’s daddy holds mommy’s hand
Says thank you honey, I love you so much
Our baby is lucky to have your heart 
And I’m so blessed to wear your band

A visit to the doctor turned perfect joy into shock
You have cancer he told her
You won’t live with this life in you
Sit soon with your husband and have a talk

Hugs, kisses, dreams and wishes
For this Mrs.
The sun shines brightly on this day
Cause she still has her baby on the way

Her husband crying uncontrollable tears
Loving her so
He could never ever let her go
He can’t choose
he doesn’t want to lose
His wife or his child

She knew for her this baby was a voice
A wish she made so long ago
A wish come true
And there was no one telling her what to do
It was ultimately her decision, her choice

Six years have passed, and Emily asks,
“Daddy, when will I see mommy?”,
Today my sweet angel,
Today

Hugs, kisses, dreams and wishes
For this Mrs
The sun still shining on this day
as Emily kneels to pray
For mommy

Mommy had made her choice
And daddy still hurts so bad, he misses her smile, her touch
But he holds Emily today
with Mommy's light warming them both
His deep indescribable love for Emily sustains him
On her birthdays

Hugs, kisses, dreams and wishes
For Emily
The sun still shining on this day
her hair perfectly swaying to her giggle bounce,
as she plays, 


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Laurens song

There is a light inside of you
blue eyes that light up a room
it was your heart that saw me thru
love of a child that i mother to

A crooked smile and a blankie
big blue eyes smiling back at me
life wasnt given to you by me
but my baby is all that I see

There was a sign daddy taught you
that let you know everything is alright
your hand in mine and you always knew
that he would love you til the end of time

but the ghost in the doorway
makes no way to get passed
my fears echo the hallway
 and your voice is heard last

A crooked smile and a blankie
big blue eyes smiling back at me
life wasnt given to you by me
but my baby is all that I see


Details | I do not know? | |

A new life

Into a new world where his mother lie in waiting, kicking and screaming when the 
new born baby boy will escape his  mother's womb, this is what the baby boy will 
do... He will lay on his mother's chest and sucking on her breast for comfort and for 
food. The baby boy is more than a lucky charm. He is God-blessed. He has warmed 
his mother's heart before he was born - giving his mother hope for a new life with her new born bouncy baby boy.


Details | Blank verse | |

God's Opinion

A baby is born Under a Jewish star His mother weeps All around her is marching That torturous sound haunting her day and night Here in a basement they hide Hiding for days, for weeks, for months Her faith is failing the propaganda is overwhelming But she waits in that basement Hiding in that dark nothingness She hears glass breaking All around her are screams That torturous sound haunting her day and night She wakes one day from the sound of boots Walking down the stairs A man in black unstraps his helmet Showing his clean cut hair As he discards his cigarette He pulls out his Luger She weeps The man in black puts away his pistol Leaving behind two dead bodies And some who are starving, sick, and weak Huddled in quarters worse then barns Look up to the heavens And wonder why the world should go on And a baby is born


Details | Epic | |

Once a child birth

Once a child birth.
 it is  Saturday,
 a  day of a new life
hardly  in suffering mind
a child once born,
born through abyss detriment
of motor contract expansion
expanding in contract pain voice
the voice in agony pain play
like a sheep playing in the ocean
of glory  laughter 
yet in a state of being a child
mother shout in groan of pain
deliverance
      aah-i can't , i can't
complaining twice, thrice and
congealed in  froze
frozing yonder outside of thy world,
in a sleeping wool of white color
the wool of which her baby lade 
crying endlessly from long way of 
 walked
a baby mother finally relief and
ended kicking the bucket full of water.
but yet cry,shout ,yelled hilaring,commotion
all join in depravity
a child mother no longer dwelth ,nor breath
in the world humans
rather  went to the world of  dead
In hail may her exist in paradise.


Details | Free verse | |

I Made It This Way

As time passes
So do all the new things you learn
	Unable to watch you grow
Hurts more than  I can handle
Pain so deep
Hidden within
	Fighting its way to the surface
Wanting to explode
My heart  never  as whole
	As it did the day I held you in my arms
Looking back at me
Your innocent eyes
So precious ~ So pure
	Perfect little baby
My perfect baby boy
How can you forgive me
Letting you go
	My son
Never know how much mommy loves you
	Replays in my mind over and over again
Why you’re gone
Reality of it all
Mommy let you go
  Gave up on what I was born to do…
	Have
Love and protect you 
All the wonderful things mommy was supposed to do
HATE ME
Kills me inside
	Leaves me numb
Realize ~ I didn’t choose you
When all you needed was me
		FAILED
I failed at what God blessed me with
  Baby boy
		Sorry
I miss you everyday
Want to lie down
	Just die
Cold
     Dark
           Alone inside
I made it this way
My baby
	Not you….


Details | Free verse | |

A mothers gift

A mother’s gift that’s left
Upon her infants milky breath, laying
Cradled in rest upon her breast with

Besotted silence popping little hiccups til
Sitting up 
With puffy cheeks and silky lips 

Blowing oily bubbles whilst
Looking through eyelids a flutter with
Sleepy dust and whispering
Their love beyond quiet deprivation

As lazy sleep bloats about the room
To land on eyelids fat with dreams
Of snuffling snores

And suckled joy.


Details | Rhyme | |

All Things Beautiful

When growing up on the farm in Indiana even at 'round the age of three,
I began to notice simple yet beautiful things that surrounded me.
Strange though it seems, I found beauty in grumpy bumble bees,
And was fascinated by the gold and crimson foliage of autumn's trees!

Golden fields of wheat undulating in the breeze was a beauty to behold,
As were luscious apples ripening on laden trees in hues of red and gold.
Bright green fields of corn that were to provide roasting ears bye and bye,
Were crowned with gilted, dancing tassels reaching for the sky!

I saw beauty in the gamboling of a newborn baby calf,
And the antics of squealing piglets that really made me laugh!
I caressed fluffy yellow baby chicks with my innocent paws.
(The threat of the fussy mother hens rarely gave me pause!)

I had the joy of capturing elusive lightning bugs on languid summer nights,
And delighted at the awesome beauty of the eerie Northern Lights!
I saw beautiful displays of lightning as it flashed across the prairies,
And from afar saw magnificent golden eagles preening in their aeries!

I gently caressed the beautiful peonies that my Mother grew,
And inhaled the fragrance of her roses glistening in the morning dew.
Though I'm in the autumn of life, in all things beautiful and bright
That The Creator in his munificence has provided, I still take delight!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(© All Rights Reserved)


Details | Free verse | |

Tender Years

An infant,
Watches what his mother does for him day after day.
A toddler,
Follows in the steps of his guardian.
A child,
Discovers everything in a different way than anyone else.
A teen,
Does what they are not told.
An adult…
Remembers what was done when he was small…

How his mother would stay nights without sleep,
How he would always step in the foot prints of his father,
How he would stay still dark discovering the world,
How he would do the opposite of what he was told,
And now he wonders…

Without his mother during those scary nights,
Without the guidance of his fathers path,
Without something new to discover,
Without hearing what not to do,
What was he to do…?

As he remembers the foot prints he would follow behind,
He remembered when he would fall,
There was always someone there,
And now,
There’s only an empty street…

When he got home from school,
Always open arms to greet him,
Now there’s just an empty house,
Now that’s all just in the past…
But what now?

For all those days they were there,
For all those moments they held you so near,
For all those laughs and tears that were shared,
For all those foot prints I once followed,
I still remember…
But now…

My foot prints are being followed,
And with each step,
There will always be a part of…
You.


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What its like

I wonder what it’s like to be a mother,
To hold a baby like all the other.
I wonder how it would look,
The baby in my arms I took.

I wonder how it would be, 
Giving birth of my baby to be.
How would it feel: the mothers love,
Please God hear me from above.

A baby of my own I would like to have,
One that can play, cry and laugh.
But I guess everything comes with time,
So I wrote this poem from one to nine.

One day soon I will know
When I feel the baby inside me grow,
What it would be like when I’m a mother,
Just like my friends and all the other.


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Where

Where is the one I once new
My little angel dressed in blue
Now you stand here a young man
No longer do you want to hold moms hand

Where did you come from so bold and  so brave
Fighting off spiders and flowers to a girl you gave
In four short years You will be gone
My baby so big so strong

How can it be that time has flown
I closed my eyes and you were grown
I know you will always be my baby in my heart
But seeing you now tears me apart

You so indepenant wanting to be free
 Were is the little boy who needed me
I know what I am doing you say
As you go off with your friends to play


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MOTHER AND BABY

        Mother is important for baby no doubt but baby is more important for the mother


Details | Senryu | |

Crack Mom

Crack mom needs a fix; sells her baby,--"Ah, God!" she moans, "it was worth it!"


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What If Christmas Disappeared


What if Christmas never happened? What if Christmas never came? Things around here would be different! It wouldn’t be the same! What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger? Mankind would be in serious trouble. We’d all be in danger! If the baby Jesus wasn’t born. There would be no nativity. We wouldn’t be able to display this during our “festivity.” It’s almost like this now! It’s an “ever increasing business.” It seems like nearly everyone wants “Christ out of Christmas!” Why does it seem like Christmas is losing it’s true meaning? The very words; “Merry Christmas,” seem to be quickly disappearing! Many say; “Happy Holiday.” They worry they may “offend.” Having a “holiday” without Christ…. Once again! We need to put Jesus Christ back into our CHRISTmas season! He is what Christmas is about! HE is the very reason! May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth. May there be shouts of JOY! From the corners of the earth! Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration! We need him so much right now! All over this great nation! May we bring to him a heart of love for everything he’s done. As we bring honor to Christ. God’s precious son! May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise! Not only at Christmas time… But all of our days! By Jim Pemberton


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A Single Mom---Runaway Dad

She is lonely, scared and frail
Locked up in a dirty jail
Her babies taken far away
Just because she couldn't pay
For their diapers, clothes and food
So she thought of something shrewd
Steal everything she needed
Getting caught she begged and pleaded
For a chance to pay it back
But no one gave her any slack
The babies pulled from her care 
All her dreams now disappear
Of bedtime stories every night
Watching them grow was delight
Now she sits alone to think
Why people pushed her to the brink
And not helping when she asked
It is such a simple task
If you start a family
Don't run the moment that you see
Things are getting way to tough
Because it just isn't enough 
Saying you'll man up and provide
For the babies in your life
Then turn your back when they need
Money for rent and food to eat
Leaving a scared single mom
To do something that will harm
Her life and the babies future
She never planned to live this torture


Details | I do not know? | |

Someone's Baby Girl

You kiss your pride and joy,
Your beautiful baby girl.
Your every prayer was answered
When she came into this world.
You crawl into bed
And your husband holds you tight.
You turn on the news,
Like you do every night.
When there on your TV,
Is someone’s baby girl.
They show an old picture,
Big blue eyes and pretty curls.
Now she cuddles on her mother’s lap
As they conduct the interview,
Her mother cries and begs for help,
And you’re thankful she’s not you.
“My daughter’s sick with cancer,
And her daddy’s not around.
She was diagnosed four months after
We laid him in the ground.
I work two jobs, and it helps some,
But still is not enough.
Dealing with her treatments
Has been so very tough. “
You try to close your eyes,
But just can’t fall asleep.
That baby girl stays on your mind,
Her pain makes you want to weep.
You walk down to your kitchen
And pour a glass of milk.
You notice on the carton,
A little girl dressed in silk.
At the time she was only give,
and somehow disappeared
playing in her own back yard;
that’s every parent’s fear.
Time has passed, and her mother prays
She’ll find her way back home.
Others tell her to give up,
But her heart will never loose hope.
It really gets you thinking
About your precious baby girl
And how lucky you are to have her,
Your light, your love, your world.
You peak into her room
As she sleeps gracefully,
And you pray for other children
To be as safe as she.


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A baby's smile

Can you describe a baby’s smile? Let me try:
 A breath of fresh air while the sewage tanks are drained;
 That momentary silence when gunshots fill the air;
 Cool palm oil on your tongue after your first crab curry;
 when you shut your eyes to stop incoming traffic glare;
 when a persistent cramp finally disappears;
 Taking off your blistering work shoes when the day is done.
 
The pureness of the lines, and the innocence written in an infant’s smile cast all my stress away.
 Unrestrained, untainted. The pure expression of appreciation that says: “Yes, you count”, “Thank you!”, “I love you” without uttering a word.
 Those 5 seconds where everything means so much more, where nothing else matters than how happy this human being is of the mutual expression of love, as you smile back.
 
(c)Nyonglema
 
 
 
In the comments, tell us what your baby’s smile is like to you….


Details | Light Poetry | |

When you hold a baby...

Are you lonely? 
Are you sad?
Are you troubled?
Feelin' bad?

Are you worried?
Are you down?
Find yourself
on a merry-go-round?

Take away your sorrow.
Forget yesterday and tomorrow.
Your storm will turn to calm,
when you hold a baby in your arms.

They don't care if you're tall or short,
chubby or thin.
They don't  care what you believe,
where you're from or the color of your skin.

They kick, they sigh, gurgle, and grin.
Oh what Love a baby brings!

So take away your sorrow.
Forget bout yesterday and tomorrow.
Your storm will turn to calm,
just hold a baby in your arms.


Milton L. Delgado
May 7, 2004


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The Life Inside Of Me: My Blessing

Never thought a life of another would be growing inside of me 
It came as a surprise to me but a baby is not what I need
Abortion is never an option I see, adoption is not where my baby will be.
For the next 9 months it’s going to be you and me.
Having you nurturing inside of me will give me the strength to be strong.
At times I will break down and cry 
Other times my smile will shine.
I can’t wait to see you grow.
To see pictures of your fingers and toes.
You tossing and turning inside of me inflicts pain but that fine with me
Because that lets me know Mommy’s baby is okay.
As your body constantly grow
My stomach will start to show.
Our bond will get stronger and stronger
Seeing the features of your face will excite me 
Makes me wonder if you will have big brown eyes 
Or those of your father
It really doesn’t matter because I will see.
I wonder if you are a girl or a boy.
Will I buy blankets with pink flowers or blue trucks.
With you growing inside of me, I began to think of my importance
How you will be a blessing to me and how blessed I will be.
Months have passed and I can no longer fit my pants 
Stomach sits out big and far
I can’t but think there you are.
Can’t wait for you to be in mommy’s arms.
From here on out you are all that matters to me.


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Makenzie

A new life
birth
the offspring of the Rosonow's
a new form
a new shape
a new girl
a new world
the beauty of a new baby is embraced a new mother's arms
how beautiful she is like a green pasture
she is a pure soul and a clean heart
she is like a star that glistens brightly during the night hours
waiting in the sky to be look upon and loved
laughter
times together
kindness
all in the form of a precious little girl
a new life
a new form
a new shape
a new girl
a new world
open eyes and open hearts


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BABY ANGEL


(Rhyme) Ending your life wasn't easy for me, But back then, I was so young and so naive, Manipulated and feeling trapped by those, You see, who were supposed to take care of me. Sorry my sweet baby angel, my little child, Please forgive me for what I've done to you, Now I fully understand, what was meant to be, And the terrible injustice I've done against you. Now I have to live without you the rest of my days, Remembering forever,that I could have, had you But never happened to be and now will never be, Now it's too late, for you and also for me. I didn't really want it to do it that way, But I was so very young and almost a child myself, Kind of lost and astrayed and easily by others mislead, I wasn't strong enough to protected you and fight for you. I always loved you well my sweet baby angel of mine! Sleep well my sweet child that one day in heaven we'll meet again. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 aka ladylove copyright@2014 December,04,2014 Author notes: Not about me, no, this is just a fictional write of mine but sadly abortion is not at all fiction but a very sad and heartbreaking reality to me as a woman, a human being and a Christian. Not passing judgment here but just my very personal opinion to which I am entitled as a person and a writer. This is a fictional poem about a young mom regreting years later about her abortion.But sadly and true thousands if not millions of babies up to this day,had been killed thru abortions all over the world.


Details | I do not know? | |

My first born

My heart my world my baby girl 
From the first time I held you in my arms and 
laid eyes on you, I fell so in love
You are my beautiful baby girl my blessing from above
From your gorgeous brown hair down to the depth of your complexion
You are amazing in everyway mommies bundle of perfection
You are everything I ever wanted in a child, from your bubbly
 personality to your beautiful big smile
Your smart, funny just as bright as can be
You are my first born daughter you mean the world to me
So as you progress in life and grow over time I am so very proud 
To call you a child of mine.


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A NURSES' VIEW

Abortion stills a beating heart,
Stops it before it can really start-
Stops that baby from seeing the Earth
Because it keeps it from a normal birth.

Doctors deal with death every day,
Sometimes, their decisions they fail to weigh
For they think not of these babies' souls-
Or what they're doing as they play their roles.

I was a nurse on the maternity ward
Before nurses came together to form a board
Who would figure out our place as members
Of the healthcare team so doctors had to remember.

They couldn't make us take part in abortion-
To me, it wasn't open to discussion-
I was pro-life from then until now,
Because to kill Anything goes against my vow.

Sorry pro-choicers, if this hurts your pride--
Think what you like but I won't lie-
To abort a baby, I think is wrong,
Let the baby live--and will hear the angels' songs.



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Love, Angel Mother

I have yet to give birth to you, my love.
In my heart I have you now, my angel.
God will bless me so as your earth mother.

God help me to be the most caring mother;
To clothe you with the loveliest of love;
For the most beautiful earthen angel.

These eyes, mesmerized by you, my angel;
Gentle eyes of an  enamored mother,
Speaking of  the most magnificent love -

It says, “Do His will”. Love, Angel Mother.


7/16/14


Details | I do not know? | |

Fallen Angel

She watched over me everyday and night she always knew what to say when tears 
filled my eyes.
She taught me how to believe, live, love myself, and be strong she taught me what 
a good heart will get you in the long run.
She held my hand even when I wasn’t afraid she told me I was beautiful everyday.
She accepted me for who I was and not what she wanted me: to be she told me the 
best motivation will come from within me.
 She told me this little secret that help me get through life and till this day I never 
ask her why.
She told me “baby you have to smile sometimes to hide your pain your only regret 
will be to look down on yourself because others do, love yourself before you love 
the next and stay away from negative people.”
She was always talking about angels and how they can come in different disguise I 
never question her or attempt to ask her why.
As I grew older I ask for an angel but I never knew that my whole life an angel lived 
with me and that’s when God called her to her final sleep.
“Father could I have my angel back?” I wept one night.
And he came to me in disguise.
I ask my grandmother one night “will Mommy ever come back to say goodbye?”
“She’s here by spirit not body baby and goodbye she will never say because she still 
lives on with us till this day.”
I could never understand why I couldn’t see my fallen angel before me.
“Sometimes you have to small baby to hide your pain” I could hear my great 
grandmother say so I smile like it was my last day.
Still yet I fail to believe that my fallen angel has left this world without saying 
goodbye to me.


Details | I do not know? | |

Give Life

I wish I could feel the joyous kick
The occasional summer salt
The swimming inside of me

I wish I could look on that monitor
See what they see
Hear what they hear

That tiny face
Those hands and feet
A heartbeat strong

I will never have that
I will never receive such a blessing
I will never get to hold that baby

There are so many mothers
So many who don’t care
So many who do…

While those of us who long for just one time
While others terminate one after another
I cringe at the thought

How could anyone end it
How could anyone end life
No matter what the circumstance

That baby inside deserves life
Give that baby a life
Give us a chance
Let us adopt
Don’t take their life


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Dakota's Poem

I am finally home with you...
To show you Mamas love is true...
I love you my baby boy...
You fill my life with motherly joy...
I am sorry I had to work so many years...
I wanted to take away your fears.

Now you are eleven years old...
Your eyes tell the stories told...
You had me believing that Benjamin Franklin 
got eating after he died...
I really didn't know you lied...
So I had to read your book...
As you and Daddy smiled with a look.


You bring such smiles to my face...
I love you my son with all your grace...
When you sing to me I love to hear your song...
None of the lyrics seem to long...
You are my precious baby boy...
Thank you for bringing my heart such joy.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Cycle Lives On

A girl child is born given life brand new
To a mother so proud and a daddy too
Elsewhere mother gives a baby boy life
Daddy's not there he's at home with his wife
One day daddy's gone Baby girl wonders why
Baby boy hides his hunger so mommy don't cry
One mommy works from morning into the night
The other works streets sleeping thru daylight
Each mother making the best of her situation
Children denied mothers love and appreciation
Each child raise themselves all, alone
Kids with no childhood forced to be grown
A two parent love they'll never get to learn
15 years old to each others they will turn
Not knowing true love thinking theirs real
Only both parents love they sought to fulfill
A mother gives a girl life as they do a son
They're but babies, at 15 innocence gone
Reality of broken homes, the cycle lives on



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the arrival

                                             (09/09/11)

I heard there was no lying
Your baby is arriving.
You say that it’ll be a baby girl
From that oyster -comes forth
A precious pearl.

If she comes out like the mother
She’ll be as beautiful as can be
And she’ll be at the computer writing her poetry.

Words and feelings will come easy
And she’ll capture the hearts of man
For it is in the cards, it is in the plans.

She will roll in , like a MIDNIGHT STORM
This is what she’ll do
The reason she was born.

Lightning and thunder will follow
All of her days, and with men s hearts
You know she will play.

She will have a beauty deep within her soul
This is what makes her unique
This is what makes her whole.
She will spread her wings and take to flight
That is the reason she will be called MIDNIGHT.


Details | Haiku | |

MY NOSTALGIA

                                                MY NOSTALGIA		
		
                                            water sport's bath tub		
                                          under sunny winter's soft		
                                             loud cry at that time		
		
                                              she tried to put me	
                                            I lifted legs forcefully		
                                           filled with tearing eyes
		
		
                                               after few seconds 		
                                          as soon as she put me in 		
                                                felt comfortable 		
		
                                             me started laughing 		
                                       clapping applauding gone on 		
                                            she took me out then		


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Last Night

Last night we went to see a friend
Who has a little baby girl
And it makes me love you even more
The warmth, the smile in your eyes
The love dancing across your face
Makes me dream of the day
When that friend will come to see
You and me
And the little baby girl
We will make together

NOTE*** This is from my CD A Father's Love Letters
To listen to the CD please visit
http://www.reverbnation.com/#/mikehamill


Details | Acrostic | |

TREYVON ANTHONY FAVORS

Two hearts came together to beat as one
Real love that overflowed producing a son
Every fathers dream, every mother’s true joy
Years we spent wishing for a precious boy
Vulnerable and innocent you had a certain charm
Only I couldn’t protect you keeping you from harm
Now two hearts ache, an unyielding pain

Absorbed in our grief almost going insane
No pain is like the one losing you brought
The reasons god took you was all that we sought
Heaven cradles our baby in arms full of love
Only ours are now empty unlike the angels above
Not once did our baby ever open his eyes
Yearning to hear, but yet knowing he wouldn’t cry

Forever that day’s memory will be vivid in my mind
Always haunting us, wondering if relief we will find
Visions of his lifeless tiny body upon his birth
Only made me take note and total my true worth
Regretting our first good-bye is also our last to you
Son your forever in our mind, and in our hearts LOVE IS TRUE

                                                    


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Good Night All or Birth to Toddler

Garbled sounds of familiar yet compassionate love.
Surrounded by warmth and tender melodies as if warbled by a dove...
Soft beating sounds and liquids a flowing 'round and 'round,
Gentle movements, percussion's harmonizing soothing sound...

Breaking daylight unfamiliar sounds and brightness...

Sensations not felt before, warmth and cold with noises loud...

I scream... What is going on? Nothing is the same,
Awake, asleep, what is this a dream?
Never having felt a touch, never seeing light...
Stretch, kick wiggle and scream putting up a fight.

Soon wrapped up and snuggled close, familiar voice and sounds...
I'm settled down and warm as beating heart it pounds.

Soon I wake from deepest slumber,
Belly growling must be hunger.
Stretch and shout feeling pain,
Reaching screaming hoping gain.

Then soothing warmth and flesh a kneading...
Softest rhythm, two hearts beating.
Hunger pain has gone away,
Stretched out sleeping as I lay.

No worries, no pain all needs met.
Oh, but wait, what is that, wet?
Is it beneath me? That I bet!

Again, unfamiliar movement.
Feeling coldness strangely bent.
Soon by loving hands caressed,
Warm again awaiting rest.

Melodies so softly hummed,
Like a medicine I am numbed...
Off to sleep I fade...

Awake smiling, giggling too,
Looking up and cooing at you.
Everything so bright and new,
Wondering what next we'll do...

Much the same from day to day,
And surprises are on the way...
Rolling, tumbling and scooting with joy,
What is that bright and colorful toy?

Bells a jingling, blinking lights,
Stretchy bright and colorful tights!
Rocking, bouncing, sitting up,
Smiling waving, a sippy cup?

Soon I'm crawling full fun,
I'll skip the walking and start to run...
The time it flies so quickly now,
Days to weeks and then years somehow...

Daddy, Mommy, yes and no,
That’s a potty? I'm to go?

With my clothes myself I'll dress,
Shirt for pants, Oh what a mess...
But I can do it wait and see,
And when I do please jump with glee!

Run and jump and skip all day,
Talking and talking with nothing to say...
And then warn out asleep I fall,
With in my bed or in the hall...

Good Night All!


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

An Abortion of all Virgin Dreams

The most beautiful dream,
Woven for nine months;
In each and every SHE's mind.
All of a sudden encounters,
The worst nightmare;
A shameful dare.

He/She inside her, 
Gets stabbed innumerable times, maliciously;
With reasons like infidelity,
Sometimes, as an unwanted burden
And at times, for dreaming it too early.

Ooh !! The brutal, heinous Martian mind;
Spare that innocent foetus Child,
Who sleeps cozily in the cradle of womb;
A bondage imprisoned to commit an ignorant suicide;
Ooh..!! Do not kill a beautiful tomorrow.
After all, life is bliss;
Ooh !! And poor baby unfortunately,
Your share you have missed.


Details | Narrative | |

Birthing

on the edge of a bed
with feet resting
on a chair,
she lies.
strange faces set
on her writhing pain.

down hotel stairs
two men in white
carry
birth labor
into the light of day glare.

gulping in cold air,
her back arches
knees push open to
the ambulance door
wide as
arms flay into other hands.

calm now
a siren enters her hearing
flying, groaning, moving
into hospitalo smells
past staring eyes,
she crying, calling,
laughing,
rapping,
"the baby ... the baby ...
the baby is coming!"


Details | I do not know? | |

our baby angel

you came to this world
as by soft angel wings, 
for a mother that loves
and a father that sings.

to tell just how happy 
he felt at your birth
you sweet little person
thats new to this earth, 

to your mother and father 
you gave a smile.
and they felt such pleasure
as there stunned for a while, 

then they hold you so gently 
as you wave your arms
with your smile and golden charms
 your a loving baby makes our live worth while

now years are past
and you do grow old,
your still our baby 
that we love to hold,
with the world is your ouster to
your mother n father
will always love you,,,,


Details | Couplet | |

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


Details | Light Poetry | |

The Joy of a Beautiful Baby Boy


You Now have your beautiful baby boy,who
fills your hearts with joy.
He is you beautiful baby boy, you give all the love
in the world to him as he is more precious to you
than life itself, you will treasure your beautiful
baby boy forever.

He brings delight to our sight  to see your beautiful baby boy
you love and cherish him and care always for him and him alone.
You will be the bestest parents this I know as you have so much to
give him and more. 

You beautiful baby boy Ryan is his name and he has everything to gain
as he is your main priority he is your special baby boy who will 
always be your little bundle of joy as he is your beautiful baby boy.


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HELP NEEDED PLEASE

HI EVERYONE

I JUST PUT ANOTHER POEM CARD ON MY RED BUBBLE SITE.  AM ASKING
FOR HELP IN PROMOTING IT.  

HERE IS THE LINK IF ANYONE WOULD LIKE TO PUT IT ON THEIR WEBSITES.

THANK YOU VERY MUCH

http://www.redbubble.com/people/sammygirl2635/works/11790432-mommys-love


Details | I do not know? | |

Baby Momma

Yes I am a baby momma and damn proud of it. 
My baby's father is a piece of ish. 
If you can't help me raise our child, 
it's on you because you miss out. 
I won't cause you no drama, 
coming to your house breaking windows and stuff. 
I'm too much of a woman to start that kind a stuff. 
You come to my house 2 & 3 in the morning wanting to see your son, thinking 
you gonna get some butt. 
No, baby I don't think so. 
I won't let you treat me like some scrub. 

I am a baby momma hear me roar. 
I take care of mines on my own. 
I don't need nobody's help when it comes to me and my son. 
My baby's daddy don't want nothing to with his son until he wanna impress some 
gold digga. 
I ain't gonna let you use my son as no chick magnet 
It ain't gonna happen. 
When I was pregnant you was so happy. 
Then when our son was born you headed for the door. 
When you walked out on me, you walked out on your son. 
You run around telling people that he ain't your son, you ain't got no kids. 
Your momma say my son look just like your big head. 
She even took a DNA test to prove it, 
since you ain't believe me. 
When I got with you I was virgin & I finally let it go & gave it to you. 
Giving you me I recieved a gift, that gift is our son who you deny. 
You only seen him one time. 
If you don't wanna be there for him, I'll take both roles of being his mother & 
father. 
I can't promise I'll do a good job as being a good father but I'm a damn good 
mother! 
I'll be a better father than you'd ever be. 
I'm a baby momma & damn proud of it. 


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I Am,,,

I Am...
Calvin L. Genereux

I am an infant...
The world around me is full of joys,
Bigger ones like me make funny sounds
And faces to amuse me.
Every moment is an adventure,
I learn colours an words but
Only one thing stands out.
Mommy...
Today she holds my hand as
I take step after step.
I stumble at first but she is there,
She supports me and coos encouragement
As I take baby steps into the world.

I am a child...
The world changes around me now,
I realize that I can't simply
Complain to get my way anymore.
People still make a fuss over me;
Over how handsome I look or
How much I have grown up.
And still once constant remains.
Mom...
Today she holds my hands again as
I step into a new threshold; School.
I sob and plea but she assures me
That everything will be okay
As I take baby steps into the door.

I am a tween...
I hate the label the world gave us,
No longer a child I am often asked
To act my age by those older.
I have learned so much,
Always learning new things from
All of the people around me.
But now only one thing is certain;
Change...
My body changes and I feel new things,
To my friends I am much the same
But at the same time oh so different.
I put on a facade to please them
But never let my true feelings show,
As I step into a web of lies and deception.

I am a teen...
I have experienced many thing,
I've had people die and felt
The crushing pain of loss.
I've learned oh so much,
I have felt true love and
Worked at banishing my greatest enemy;
Fear...
I will be going out on a date tonight,
I really love the person I am going out with
But am afraid to hold his hand in public.
When he kisses me it reassures me,
As I take my first steps out of the closet.

I am a man...
I no longer fear difference or change,
I no longer have to worry about
What other people will think of me.
I have become successful in life,
I am with my true love and have gained
The acceptance of the only person who mattered;
Mother...
Today is my wedding day,
My mom walks me proudly with
Tears in her eyes to the man I love.
The world is not a forgiving place,
We have to learn to get over our fear and live our lives.
As I take a great leap forward with my love.


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The heartbeat

Every night when i'm laying my head to rest
and i hear your heartbeat on my chest 
lets me know that i'm doing alright

i thought i lost you in that hospital room
when they couldn't find a beat
it scared me to death and my heart skipped
we all seen the line and thought you were dead

But that night i looked up
and within the tears running down my cheek
i saw an angel watching over him and me 
she looked at me and smiled then flew away
i looked at my baby and saw him awake

I didn't know what to believe
but i saw that angel in front of me
i thank her every night i lay my head to say goodnight
cause the beat i feel on my chest 
is in my arms and not laid to rest 

My baby just turned 5 today 
his heart beat had faded away
but i'm glad i got all i could get with him
for the angel who saved him has taken him
but before he went he said to me
the angel you saw i can now see
 she is standing right in front of me
goodbye mommy and i love you daddy 




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secrets

i may not be a mahammod ali but my words will float like a butterfly and sting like 
a bee
now there was this baby girl who was so unaware and didnt understand why 
daddy used to run his fingers through her hair and lay next to her while tuggin at 
her underwear See mommy never knew what was going on because sixteen 
hours out of a twenty four day mommy was gone and know it is two days before 
her daughters tenth birthday baby girl is dreedin it like its about to be her worse 
day daddy touchin her in inapproriate places was the first phase suddenly her 
mother realizing her daughter is always in a daze
happy birthday to you happy birthday to you happy birthday dear alexis happy 
birthday to you
as i close my eyes and begin to make my wish
dear lord please dont let daddy ask me for another kiss
visions of the past came into my mind daddy touching me down there until my 
vagina bleeds puttin his body parts on mine tellin me its okay no daddy! it is not 
okay you have made me into the monster that stands before you today good night 
alexis i hope you enjoyed yo birthday her mother calls i have to go to work i will 
see you tomorrow be good for daddy i love you good bye no mommy please dont 
leave me here aline alexis began to cry. whats wrong baby girl are you having a 
bad day no mommy scary and bad things happen to me when you go away her 
mother chuckled and gave her a kiss on her forhead goodbye and left her 
daughter in the care of her husband as a tear fell from her daughters eye as the 
front door closes the bathroom door opens and there in her doorway appears a 
figure not a father figure but a figure of her father with a grin on his face and his 
dick in his hand telling his only baby girl his is going to make her a real wo-man! 
but daddy its my birthday and im--im ready to go to bed hush your mouth baby girl 
and give daddy some head well you know how that story go 
six years later cant even walk the halls of her high school without being called a 
hoe. people look at her but people dont see her people hear her but people dont 
listen to her well listen to this she is not a garden tool you cannot used her and 
abuse her like some kind of fool.
then throw her in the corner when you are done and expect to pull her out again 
when your ready to have fun 
the moral of this story is to stop look and listen but her mother never did that 
now she must stop look and position flowers on her daughters grave because 
yesterday ladys and gentlemen alexis died of AIDS


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behold, the baby is coming soon

Prepare the room and tidy the bed
Behold, the baby is coming soon
Hop to your feet and busy those hands
Behold, the baby is coming soon
A boy, a girl—which will it be?
Decorate, adorn accordingly
With blues or pinks and dolls or trucks
Things of value things that cost big bucks
Behold, the baby is coming soon

Long months within the mother’s womb
Behold, the baby is coming soon
Kick and move and grow and pester
Behold, the baby is coming soon
We wait to see your tiny form
Brought into the world wrapped and warm
And breathe your first tiny breath of air
Free of worry stress or even a care
Behold, the baby is coming soon

And may you be blessed by God in your years to come
In the trials you face and in all your endeavors
In the mistakes that you make and when you fall on your face
May you be blessed to be a blessing


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Away In The Manger

out in the pasture sits a church
homemade by brothers hands and filled with dirt

given to Mother so it stops her hurt
decorated each Christmas for what's its worth

as Mother lays down the cotton skirt
out comes the angels the manger and baby Jesus without a shirt

next comes her towering soldiers buried into the dirt
holding their swords that really can hurt

strewn lights gazes upon the pasture's dirt
frozen in time like a star that shivers and quirks

Mama's eyes glistens like fireworks bursts
for all her effort and time even when she hurts

as mother kneels in front of her church
she praises baby Jesus for all he's worth

comes in from the cold and winters bursts
gathers the children as they all look at her work

and tells us the story of a Christmas birth
as we sip on hot chocolate and felt the hurt

of how Jesus died for our sins on this earth
as we wiped our tears with our night shirts

I was glad to run out and relight the candles burst
and give baby Jesus one more kiss and fix his grass skirt




Tribute To Nativity Scenes


Merry Xmas All      
Love Kathy And Jenny


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Unconditionally

Mommy        You are a precious gift that i long to see 
Baby              You keep me warm mommy your always here with me 
Mommy         I love you so much i long to cradle you 
Baby              Mommy baby feels safe in here but baby loves you to
Mommy         I promise to protect you from any world harm 
Baby              I want to see you to mommy but in here babies warm
Mommy         Mommy will love you          love you unconditionally
Baby              I love you to mommy     Its time to set baby free


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Sundays with Eli

Every Sunday we set time aside to hang out together

Just him and I...

We are the best buds in the whole wide world 

And when my son drops him off at my front door I remember why

He thinks I am the greatest thing next to sliced warm apple pie

He thinks I am the greatest opera singer 

And I am the best dancer too

Today we hopped around to some crazy tunes

The Beach Boys and some other oldies but goodies

This afternoon I sang him Bible songs and taught him 

How to equally slobber on both shoulders

He is my golden ray of sunshine--My Elijah!

I think of him often

I rehearse what songs I will sing to him

I even write him into the story lines of my upcoming prose

Oh you should see his rounded pink nose!

He coos and he giggles

And when we lay down for a nap he wiggles and wiggles

Til he finds the perfect spot under my arm

I love being a grandma

And I love our Sundays together

Eli and lola--best friends forever!


Written by Gwendolen Rix
11-22-14


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collaberation vs compulation

ok, mom's right, it's "collaborate and copulate"
that's what I meant to say

i am the mom and when i say
it is right it is and
it is weird and i could
be wrong.

ok. we agreed, we only get 2 lines
and you have taken 4 lines
(and I can't even be poetic, cuz you done took my lines)

i was just trying to save paper
for green for the environment
i was helping you.

Helping me?
Helping me what?
ok, I'm usin more lines
You ain't green! You ain't even fair!!!!!!!

WELL, I AM A protester and i
has a been sitting in trees
a lot,  baby sister you better
be nice to your ole ma.

Ok, for 1, you ain't no damn protestor
And you ain't in no trees
and we is hooked on phonics
but we profound
for instance, I done found my lighter

see, i was honest for you and i hired
a surrogate tree hugger so i could
be with you baby sister. duh

Mother, when will you EVER learn to use CAPS?
I know you are honest, and silly, cute, lovable
and you smell good.
But you still broke the 2 line rule AND
if you break the rules, I break them better.... love kim

well,we won't worry about this anymore.
go take a bath...love mom.

P.S. Didn't even get to talk about the copulating and all.... Damn.......


Written by a Mom and Daughter just being foolish cuz we love each other


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MY MIRACLE

The birth of a child will make you smile 
A beautiful baby boy, what a joy 
Brings tears to my eyes 
Because of the joy that is inside 
His name, what should I claim 
Dewayne is his name 
Exquisite 
Worshiped 
Author 
Young 
Noble 
Educated 

The name of your father 
Who I love so much 
My pride and joy 
I will always thank God 
above for giving me so much love 





The birth of a child will make you smile 
A beautiful baby boy, what a joy 
Brings tears to my eyes 
Because of the joy that is inside 
His name, what should I claim 
Dewayne is his name 
Exquisite 
Worshiped 
Author 
Young 
Noble 
Educated 

The name of your father 
Who I love so much 
My pride and joy 
I will always thank God 
above for giving me so much love 



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The Dream Of A Baby

Me and my mom sit all alone 
as she hums a very slow tone 
i close my eyes as i dream of life 
and what i will be a girl or a wife
as i drame of what i will be 
i thought of when she sets me free 
i think of what will happen today 
i will always be a step away
i dream what could really last
this beautiful world goes by so fast 
i open my eyes to find it right
the answer was as plain as sight 
it was my mom and what she will be
because at the time i was only three


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song

Shush baby 
Don’t you cry
That’s a generic lullaby

I wanna do something more
I wanna help you spread your wings and soar

C: So shush baby
Don’t you cry
I’ll find you a lullaby
Shush baby
Go back to sleep
At least pretend to count sheep

I love you
And we’ll make it through
Don’t you test me baby it’s true

I know he’s not here
Because he’s queer
But we’ll get through somehow

You don’t need a dad and I don’t need a man
To survive

-C-

At the end of the day
He wouldn’t care anyway
You need to accept the fact
That he’s never coming back

I’ll make the money
I’ll be your one true dad

You don’t need him to hug you when you’re sad
I can do it all

-C- (x2)


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I Am Going To Be A Mother

( I AM GOING TO BE A MOTHER )

I face the future
Already planned for me
No nothing for me to expect
There`s nothing to wait and see

For my destiny has been mapped out
I shall have no more youthful days
I shall never feel the thrill again
Of raucous, rebellious ways

I shall rear a child for eighteen years
Maybe even longer
For although I`m still a child myself
I`m going to be a mother



(c) Jasmine Paul 11-18-2014 <3


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My Motherhood Time Is Slipping By

I can hear the tik tok
Beat of my maternal clock
Springing forward way to fast
It is putting a hard cast
On my chance of motherhood
Wishing finally that I could
Find the right man that I need
That can help me plant the seed
Forming a new life in me
Hoping that this fantasy
Will become a real thing
No ones tugged at my heartstrings
Enough to make me fall in love
A miracle from up above
Need to happen so that I
Can comfort my babies cry'
Rocking them to sleep each night
Will there ever be alight
That shines down upon me soon
I need to hear a love tune
So two hearts can join as one
Giving me an "oven bun"


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Morning Star

Across her village far deep in to the forrest Morning Star found peace and 
contentment. Here away from her village, the young girl enjoyed the daylight 
hours with the sounds and beauty of nature and it's animals. Beyond the forrest 
the mountains held a mystery all their own. Their beauty touched her soul and 
spirit yet they seems so far off to her.Her thoughts wondered what lay over them 
and what new world lay beyond those haunting peaks reaching to the sky.
    Suddenly the early morning was shattered by the sounds of gunfire. With all 
the men gone hunting no one was there to protect the village. Morning Star's 
thoughts were of not only the others in the village but of her mother and baby 
sister, she had to get back to them. Screams of women and children cut through 
the forrest as the scent  of smoke and the sounds of horses grew closer.  
Suddenly the sounds began to fade and only the smell of smoke remained. As 
she stood at the clearing, Morning Star saw what was left of her village. Unable to 
move as her eyes looked across the bodies of women and children laying all 
around. Tears filled her eyes as she walked by so many searching for her 
mother and baby sister, hoping that they had fled to safety. There in the dirt lay 
her mother clutching her baby sister, both dead. How could this have happened? 
How could the soldiers have done this to them?
  Morning Star placed a blanket over her their lifeless bodies and slowly walked 
away. Her life as she knew it was gone, dead along with her mother and baby 
sister. She was the only survivor.  Slowly she walked back into the forrest. Dusk 
was beginning and the forrest would keep her safe for the night. Tomorrow she 
would search for a way up to the mountains, there she would find a path to her 
destiny and what the spirits have chosen for her. She would be the only one to 
tell the story of all who had been lost this day. She would be the only one to keep 
their story alive for generations after this.


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Baby Thoughts

            Baby Thoughts

Hugs are babies’ first official language
Followed by triangles, circles, with assorted symbols
Infants pay special attention to white pillows and quilts
Sleep is always on their minds
Flowing over yellow ribbons of light and energy
Babies contemplate squares and rectangles lifted from the fog
They think about animals as fury toys and perceive them thusly 
Images come slowly and they focus on shiny things
They feel their tiny fingers and toes to stay in touch
Letters and numbers are foreign to them now
Yet they understand some things about them in their world
Pink and white dreams of billowy clouds bounce by
They think to take this ride a lot
Streams of life with limited visibility color in the blurs
Shapes of things to come take form in these meanderings 
They know two mountains warm with riches wait for them
Breasts filled with vitamins and milk
They cling to these mounds for nourishment
They rest their heads and think goo goo gaa gaa
It is the foundation of a doctoral dissertation later in life
While mothers voice flows over them like thick warm honey
Babies think of deeper sleep


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My Photo Album

I was browsing through the bookcase
In search of a book to read,
When I happened upon an album
That caught my eye - interesting indeed.

I began to turn the pages
As I watched my life unfurl,
Here was a lifetime of memories
Of my  mothers baby girl.

Here I am a sleeping newborn
Dressed in pink and white,
With a baby cap to match
That appears to be a bit too tight.

As I turned another page I saw
Mom rocking me in her chair,
She looked radiant and contented
I can see the love in her face so fair.

Next a picture by the school bus door. 
I was wearing such a silly dress,
I can't believe mom let me wear it
That was the style back then I guess.

A Special Day! Ah yes , here we are
Standing by the car, headed for the prom,
I was all gussied up
So was my date, Blushing Tom.

This is me on my wedding day
Mom is at my side, with that look in her eye,
Knowing her, she was choking back the tears
trying so hard not to cry.

I'm so glad I happened upon the album
I cans see mom's love shining bright as can be,
My heart swelled with love and pride for mom
Looking at the pictures taken of me.t


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Help her Carve for Halloween

She was a little toddler,
Rotund with baby flesh,
All over,
Eyes shining in anticipation and excitement,
She was the one I had,
Her mother had died in child birth years ago,
My little one was reared in my manly care,
Though it was at best bare,
Leaving me sad,
All that I saw since was red,
And felt less good than bad,
I often lay morose and down,
I lit up only when she was shown,
Often it was she who came to my bed,
Caressing me with those little palms,
Rubbing those ruddy cheeks against mine hot ones,
Looking deep in her blue eyes,
Made me feel that I had deep sea dive with a sigh,
All days were alike for me-sad and forlorn,
But she was discovering and frolicking like a latest born,
Today she came,
While I was still mentally lame,
She had a secretive look,
As if she had something on brook,
She coyly smiled,
Lighting me for a little while,
And left, yes simply left,
She would come to me every fifteen minutes,
But now she was gone for an hour,
I weakly lifted and walked to her room,
There it all looked mire than ever in need of broom,
There she was in a corner on the carpet,
With pumpkin flesh all over the floor,
And on her face, hands, legs as if in a messy gore,
She had a knife in her hand,
And she was stooping on a murdered pumpkin,
As I called her she looked up,
She had long forgotten about her sup,
Her eyes met mine,
An energy flashed into me,
Her innocence and joi de vivre went up livid,
And I could remember this day quite vivid,
It was this day years ago when her mother had flown,
Leaving my baby and me on my own,
But now the mother came alive in her baby,
And was saying ,"dead I may be",
Rise up and make her life,
Look at her preen,
And help her carve for Halloween.


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Young Mother

There is emptiness in my heart, I want to be loved unconditionally and true,  
There is no one to hold me or always be here...
 A child of my own will ease my fears, I let myself say...
 A love of my own flesh and blood, a baby of my very own, one who will love me 
No matter what and will be with me always... 
Now this life is growing in my young womb, 
I am only sixteen and reality has set in.... 
So many questions I never had before, worries on my mind more and more.
 I am so all alone, how could this be? 
Where is the father of my child to be? 
No money or home for my child and I to go... 
I am sad and scared and no one evens knows... 
I am his mother, the only way for him to survive,
Now that it's too late I ask myself why?
 A child myself, I break down and cry. 
I was naive and selfish and too young to understand.
My freedom has been stripped from me and my future is gone, 
My baby and I have nothing to rely on...
 So I strive to provide all that he needs as I go without so my baby can eat. 
I am forced to grow up, my hopes and dreams disappeared, my childhood is only 
a memory, I fear...
The love for my child is more than words can say and strong until the end...
But I miss my inner-child, my hopes and dreams, my youth and me...
My only best friend.


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A Baby Only a Mother Can Love

A Baby Only a Mother Can Love

By Elton Camp

The new baby had quite spotted skin
It was a long way up neck to his chin

He was covered with hair, head to toe
Maybe it kept the baby warm, though

His ears extended from his head so far
And his nose was wet & black as tar

His legs were disproportionately long
Though there was really nothing wrong

The mother’s feelings I properly read
For I saw her kiss him on his head



(Written after seeing a mother giraffe tending to her newborn)


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A Mother's Love

A Mother's Love;

Like the Heavens above. 

She cradles you tight;

Throughout the night.  

She watches you grow;

Never wanting to let go.  

She holds your hand Tight, lovingly, grand;

She tells you things to help you learn;

To use in life later on.

She has hopes and dreams;

Of you achieving great things. 

She bore you 9 months with grace;

Making sure to never lose pace.

She agonized the pain;

She fed your brain.

She released you into this world;

Oh what a beautiful baby boy, baby girl.

She loved you inside and out;

You are her child, there is no doubt.

She believes in you before you are here;

She rejoices with happy tears. 

She disciplines you to make you strong;

She corrects you every time you are wrong.

She agrees with you when you are right;

She holds you when she hugs you with all her might. 

She assures you that it’ll all be okay;

She kisses you and awaits the next day.

She fusses at you when you've made her mad;

She smiles at you when you've made her glad.

A Mother's Love is an Eternal Inspiration;

She gives you your ultimate Motivation. 

A Mother's Love will always be true;

Your Mother's Love is forever instilled in YOU.  


Written By ~ Yolanda Jackson 

Copyright © 2007– Poems That Flow for Your Mind and Your Soul, All Rights 
Reserved.


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Mother Hen Adopts A Baby

She gives a cluck, cluck
Babies run for they could be out of luck
One baby stumbles and falls
Tripping over his big paws

Gathering all them under
Cover, with her feather's asunder
This mother hen tries to pull them in
One baby can't fit doesn't even blend

For he's adopted don't you see
Totally different from those three
Under the feathers free from harm
There he's kept very warm

What's so different do you suppose
About this one that under her wings repose
Why he's got a nose, long floppy ears
Feet that are huge with padded paws for gear

(I saw this picture of a mother hen that had adopted a puppy and had him under her and 
since I am adopted I thought of using this for a poem.)


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Hush, Baby Girl

Hush, baby girl, dont you cry 
Mama's gonna make everything alright 
Wiping all your tears away 
Holding you when you have a bad day 
You're my sweet lil' Angel-baby 
You're the only thing that kept me from going crazy

I Love you, girly, with all my heart 
Losing you would tear me apart 
So, while I have you, let me hold you 
And when you leave, never forget your home 
Come on vacation, come on weekends 
Come when you're lonely, come when you're heart broken 
My door's always open to you and so is my heart 
And as long as you think of me and I of you, we're never apart

Hush, baby girl, dont you cry 
Mama's gonna make everything alright 
Wiping all your tears away 
Holding you when you have a bad day 
Because you're my lil' Angel-baby


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What Did Mommy Do?

 Me a small child, lying in bed, dreaming away, without care,

along next door, asleep, is baby sis, both of us, becoming unaware.

Of what, the night, would bring, what would be, shed to light,

about the relationship, of our parents; something just, wasn't right.

 

All of sudden, from parent's room; daddy yells, and mommy screams,

us kids, are rudely awaken; soon realizing life, isn't what it seems.

Running, toward my door, is baby sis, knocking, beginning, to cry,

I open door, for her, to come in; she questions, wanting to know why.

 

I as her brother, didn't know, what to do, or what to really say,

all I could do, was reassure, giving a hug, "That every thing, be okay".

Neither at the moment, would the moment be, ever truly, at all, 

as mommy opens, up their door; dad pushes, causing her to fall.

 

At her, he continues, to cuss, calling her, every name, in the book,

my room, across the hall, all this, we see; horrify, as we, then look.

His fist and foot, punching, and kicking her, until she's black and blue,

at him, we ran, screaming to stop; us wondering, what did mommy do.

 

Me having to be a witness, to that, myself, I set free,

to self, I promise, to whom, I marry, I would, never be.

For women, are to be treated, with the upmost respect, and love,

for they are, the true best side of us, received from, heaven above
 


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RILEY TOM

Ready Set Go always moving faster than any other boy your age
Intellagent and to grown up to be only nine your will can't be caged
Loveable sweet and cute as can be
Everyone wants to be as young and free
You my baby my angle on earth


To me you will be always you
Only my baby boy dressed in blue
My  angle since the day of your birth


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A Passion

Two A.M. mother nature's alarm clock goes off
Quickly to the nursery to see that diapers soft
Touch his little bottom that is  very clean
This little baby would never be treated mean

Five A.M. to the kitchen to prepare a breakfast feast
Hoping they will enjoy eggs, biscuits, and chopped beef
Six A.M. bath time  for the baby boy
He will enjoy playing with his rubber toy

Seven A.M. arrange fresh flowers
Give instructions to the maid, figure hours
She is paid, write her check and letters
While listening to the intercom for any tiny stirs

Time to play with baby and take him for a stroll
Back in time to freshen up for lunch  is baked sole
But little baby boy back into his bed
He will need a nap to rest his little head

The house needs some extra touches
For tonight we entertain guests the Cliches
Hope that our homes is a perfect place
Our rooms will enough space

The baby boy is now awake I need to play
With him for heavens sake
Go away cobbwebbs, Go away
For baby boys don't have time to wait


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I Blinked

Feeling a bit nostalgic lately, my daughter is only nine for now, but how quickly it has
gone by.


I Blinked
    by Amy Swanson


When I first brought you home
       so wondrous to behold
              little fingers, precious toes
                     tiny bundle of perfection

And then I blinked.


Nature through your eyes
       Each day is a surprise
              the time so quickly flies
                     you gaze at life with wonder

And then I blinked.


With baby steps you now explore
       we'll never go back to before
              you've opened up life's door
                     and stepped on through

And then I blinked.


 First day of school came much too fast
       Your toddler days I knew would pass
              I wonder if my heart is glass
                     I feel it start to break

And then I blinked.


Packed away your little toys
       you're now concerned with friends, and boys
              and walk with such a graceful poise -
                     baby steps no more, you run so quickly.

And then I blinked.


Getting ready, that first date
       can't we slow things down, please wait.
              I hear echoes of yesterday -
                    the years have gone by much too rapidly.

And then...

                 I blinked.


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More time

  A young yet beautiful little bird to set free.
  Motionless among the others but integrgated by the height of the tree.  
  The leaves set falling,the colors of the world.
  The liscences yet not own,for the heart of this baby girl.
  The ground yet settles beneath the plants so to speak.
  The hightest level of elevation for this bird thats to weak.
  The consumers of the family,yet know not to tell.
  That the baby bird is not ready ,to come out of her shell.
  The eyes of  anticipation ,though wonders above the others.
  A little more time for the baby bird to fly away from her mother.
  Afraid to see the sun set,alone so the baby bird does not set free.
  The breath of this baby bird is the true heart of me.
  
  


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Her long gone baby

as she sits wondering about her life
who is with in it and with out it a babys tears cry far away
while its mothers tears find them each day
two hearts acking for one another and looking for shelter 
some kind of cover and knowing what choise  she made was wrong
but at the same time she had no one to help her along
now not another in her life and the pain cuts her down like a knife 
needing the baby that grew within and wanting to get hr back and 
with hold the sin brings lonely nights that mother sees
this long gone baby is what she needs
and thee only thing to be complete.


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Oh Momma






Oh momma ,why did you leave your baby
In a world all alone,

As you held your baby in your arms as
You closed your eyes to a world of 
Eternal sleep..

Crossing over into the paradise of heaven

Oh momma did hear your baby crying?

In the hour of the dawn,

Oh momma,
The sun polished stars with a light so
Bright,

Surely a comfort, 

So humble you parted from this old
World..

With a tear of sadness you left your
Baby alone,

Oh momma,

I think I felt you near..

While the shadows of the wind pass
Softly touching my cheek..

I thought of you today

In solace I now sustain..

As you sit upon your special star

Oh momma,

I look toward the distant deepest
Sky..

Hoping you will rain your mother
Love down me..

Oh momma,
As I grasp out for you
I know you are an angel watching
Over me...


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Dream

Last night a sad dream I had,
This one, for me was quite bad.

I was at work and my baby I did see,
He knew right away it was me.

He broke away from this person other.
The new one he was to call mother.

Into my arms, my child flew,
There was no other joy to compare to!

My youngest son, my baby boy,
Oh the feeling of utter joy!

He says" I want to come home Mommy".
Oh Lord the pain hits like me a tsunami!

I awoke with a start!
Breaking was my heart...

Tears streaming upon my face,
The pain just won't erase.

For me the pain is with me every day.
It will never ever end I dare say!








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Jayden Makieh Kelly (Part 3)

Jayden Makieh Kelly
    

  Around seven months you were growing so rapidly and so was my love for you.  I couldn’t wait until I could see your face, hold you, squeeze you, and forever be with you.  With the start of our last trimester, and with only about two more months to go, I could only say, “boy has time flown by so fast“!  In the next month or so your baby shower will be taking place, and before you know it, you’ll soon be in my arms at last.  I had much to be thankful for that Thanksgiving.  I had a loving, caring family, and you growing within me, healthy and living.  At eight months I took time off from work to sit back and relax from that place.  I think I more than deserved to put my feet up and take a break from that environment that was so fast-paced.  You still moved so actively around and your head even tumbled down.  For you were steadily growing bigger and had assumed the position ready for birth!  With your head down and your feet stuck in my ribs you did give mommy a little bit of hurt.  It was said that at that point you were supposed to be all cramped up and not be able to move so much.  But, you felt like a pro kick boxer with cement boots so I really did disagree with such.  Doctor appointments went from every other week to every week in a blink of an eye.  Your baby shower took place on January 29th 2005 and boy was it a surprise!  In preparation your nana ran herself crazy, but none of this seemed to shockingly amaze me.  She went days without much sleep and muscle aches,  yes this is true.  For your nana wanted the very best and she did this all out of love for me and you.  The center was pleasing to the eyes in colors of blue, yellow, teal, purple, and white.  There wasn‘t too many spots where balloons and other décor wasn‘t in sight.  That day the weather wasn‘t so great because there was sleet, snow and ice.  Therefore, not too many people showed up but everything still went extraordinarily nice.  The gifts that were given melted my heart and there was nothing that could take that smile off of my face, even though against time we had to race.   We played games, laughed and had much fun and before we knew it time crept up and it was all over and done.


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He will comeback

Early in the morning,
When Sun’s pregnancy, 
Nearly was on delivery,
The cool wind was touching,

Hearts and body was shivering,
When thunder threatened clouds, 
Diving and travelling in the air,
All were seemed in a race.

Birds were saying good bye,
But baby bird’s mouths were open.
And eyes are amazingly stirring,
And watching at waving feathers,

 Fresh leaves were covered,
When Sun baby open his eyes,
Fresh leaves wept in joy,
And kissed earth,

With their golden tears,
Everyone is leaving home,
Time’s belly was growing,
But hope was still in wait,

He will comeback home.
Evening will be cheerful,
Darkness will grow,
To cover all happiness.


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You Told Me

Let me take you back...
You told me that you loved me
You told me that you cared
You said that you would never hit me
And that you would always be there.

Well that was then and this is now 
I'm sitting here with a black eye feeling less than proud
Ashamed is what I feel, embarrassed and less than a drug hound.

I didn't let you go without putting up a fight
I deserve an award cause I fought you with all of my might
How could you do what you did?
I'm your sole supporter
The mother of your kids
Raheen and Domineek, Nasir and Shakya
The mini me's of me and you
The lil' ones I would die for.

To them daddy is your name 
Hero is your title
But what lies underneath is a snake with a rattle
Slanging in the streets and not coming home on time
Hustling your life away only for cooked crack nickels and dimes.

Yea you making money doing your thang
We stay blinged up fresh to def with 
diamonds,chains,gear and ghetto fame.

But as you get deeper in the game
Your fist becomes your let out 
It's hard to see what you're doing when you're bringing your anger out.

Why do you treat me the way you do? 
Like I'm your foot stool and even your fool
You aint in-love, really you don't even love me
I just got a firm back and a sperm hungry baby sack.

It's over and I'm done 
Finito Baby I'm not the one
Time's up for the headaches and pains
Bangings and beatings and downrating my name.

It's true our kids need a mother and also a father
As long you're in their life 
With me you don't have to bother.

There's no need for me to linger
No longer will my life be in danger
Help is what I seeked and found
New peace and new joy is what I'm spreading around.

Go ahead with your bad self 
Keep your riches and your wealth
You played me like a doll and then threw me back on the shelf
I didn't get any "Thank You's" or "I appreciate your all"
Not even a "Thank You" for help bringing four lives into this world.

Just like Spike Lee's movie
"Do The Right Thing"
I'm way ahead of it 
Leaving you with your games
Something I should have done long ago
But I wasnt strong enough to stand alone in the cold
Now I've grown wiser, mature and afresh
I'm not doing something good I'm doing what's best.


 


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My Baby Girl

Barrettes and ribbons
Baby dolls and lace.
Ah my baby girl
Such a sweet face.

Tea parties and Teddy bears
Tree climbing, Let's race.
She might be the smallest
But she demands her own space.

Schoolwork and Boyfriends
A Friday night date.
Hey mama don't worry
I just might be out late.

Ruffles on prom gowns
A mind of her own.
I'm not sure I like this
My baby girl is grown!


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Jayden Makieh Kelly (Part 7)

Jayden Makieh Kelly
    

  I was next checked and had dilated between a eight and a nine.  One nurse then told me to tell her if I felt pressure in my bottom because that would probably mean it was time.  The epidural had me so numb that It was hard to determine if what I was feeling was the pressure that had begun.  Dr. Kidd came in and checked me just a few minutes later to say that I was at a ten and it was time for pushing to begin!  The nurses started to prepare both me and the room for delivery in a rush.  My nurse was very nice and informative and had started me to breathe and push.  Your nana, aunt Edith, and aunt Trenita stayed in the room with me, but was told to stay on one side of the room when they were setting up their equipment.  The doctor began telling me to push, your head would appear and suck back and everyone watched with excitement.  With the epidural I was pain free and giving orders to them to take pictures of everything happening in the room.  Then, after a few minutes the doctor got out the vacuum.  With the aid of that and a few more pushes you was born, surprise!  Pushing for hours was one of my biggest fears.  However, at 11:32 p.m. and only after about twenty minutes of pushing my baby boy was here!  When your head came out you had to be immediately suctioned because you had a bowel movement while you were inside.  At first your nana was scared and hesitant, but then she went ahead and cut your cord.  I was still in shock at all of this happening, but it was very real and you were here, thank the Lord!  When you were first placed in my arms my lifetime commitment of loving you was even more confirmed.  My world, my life, my joy, my child, my heart, MY BABY BOY!   That was the happiest moment in my life I had ever encountered to date.  There was nothing then and there will never be anything that will ever compare to the way I felt when I saw your face.


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The Graves

The graves that are half the size of the others,
Always brings a tear to my eye.
Feeling the pain of the fathers and mothers
I grieve and then I cry.

My soft heart breaks, and I feel their pain,
As their tears fall on the fresh dirt.
Their son is not shining, he’s six feet under,
Just try to imagine their hurt.

They hug each other and cry awhile,
And hold each other tight.
Their baby died, and their lives grew dark,
And their son gave way to night.

The mother drops to her knees on the ground,
The young father follows behind.
Wishing to relive just once again,
The six months their little light shined.

They were driving along on the freeway,
Doing as they always do.
A drunk driver came across the median,
Making them flip a time or two.

The ambulances all came screaming,
Blood was every where,
The drunkard walked away without a scratch,
But little did the drunkard care.

The medics came over with a white sheet,
To cover the small corpse up.
The baby was dead from the sting of death,
He drank from that bitter cup.

The sun set on their six month old,
A little child was killed.
Life is not fair, as we all know.
Because the drunk driver lived.


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A Thing Called Death

A thing called death,
How could it be?
That it would take,
Both of my babies.

October the 25th,
The day would be,
That my firstborn
I would get to see.

A life cut short,
By a thing called death.
My baby boy never,
Got to take his first breath.

Some time in December,
My baby girl
Would have been born
Into this world.

A life cut short,
By a thing called death.
My baby girl never,
Got to take her first breath.

This thing called death,
How could it be?
That something so cruel,
Would take my babies.


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i swear

The little girl said "mama come and sit in here with me. " Then mama said "what do you want?"
she said "I am lonely."  "but I am right here in the next room and I am on the phone."  "mama I know 
that but I don't want to play alone- and I am lonely play with me."  is what her daughter said "Well it is 
about that time that you should be in bed."
The tears rolled down her little face from her mother's reply, then her mother wiped away the tears 
her daughter cried. "Baby please don't cry" she said "we have a lifetime here, I'll play with you 
tomorrow all day long okay? I swear." She tucked her into bed and kissed her on her dampened 
cheek, she didn't know that inside pumped a little heart too weak.
The next day came and then the same the conversation played now she would give anything to get 
back just one day. She sang to her that one last time and tucked her into bed she didn't know her 
routine would be changed for life instead.
"Baby please wake up!" she said "the doctor's on his way, please wake up so we can go outside and 
we can play!"  Her heart had stopped about midnight she had one final dream now her mother's 
tribulations echoed in her screams.
Her hands were cold her face was calm but had a certain daze of all the pain no longer felt about 
those lonesome days. It was too late her mama knew how much she really cared, but did her baby 
know she meant it every time she sweared? Her mother screamed and felt insane an unavailing cry 
and had to plead with God in disbelief her baby died.
"God please give her back to me God please this isn't fair, give me one more chance with her I'll 
make it up I swear!"