Barren

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Blood – rich whispers of crimson,
Like flames melting the feelings
beliefs alive, grief that spelled
Out the word – I n f e r t i l e
Infertility wrenched beauty from my life,
Erasing the stars from the night,
Darkening my heart – but I survived

Yes, I remember
I was young one day, 
Yearning, aching – praying
Begging for one smile from a baby,
A smile that told me I’d been right…
Love would- love could save me

Yet, I remember
The nights, sleepless and silent,
Biding my time, tears
Flowing to remind me why
I couldn’t know the beautiful
Beneath eyes that shined
With a child’s love, a child’s adoring

Blood – dark and crimson,
Pouring out the hope, the anticipation
Pregnancy never came to me,
The girl who worried about never knowing
Throughout history, the giggling glory
Childish antics and childhood joys

I never will know the love that might have been
Mine if fate had brought to life, from my womb
The soul of an infant, a smile that sent me
From solitary confinement to the jungles of beautiful

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Daniel Turner

Date: 2/19/2023 4:17:00 PM

This is very sad to me, Regina. My wife and I buried a baby a long time ago and it still haunts us both. unfortunately we have to accept events which we have no control over. Wishing you all the best, old friend. God bless.

John Lawless

Date: 2/19/2023 3:06:00 PM

...'the soul of an infant, a smile that sent me from solitary confinement to the jungles of beautiful"....NOW THATS POETRY!!! A depth of sorrow written with the pain of passion.