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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  
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 the 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 march on 

Pain and spot bleeding
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  

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 
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 
So she bought all they had  
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 where filled with joy 
They where going to have a boy
Her husband would stay home
He could finally feel it kick and move 
His happiness was there only wish
They would love and cherish 
Every moment of everyday 
A happy family 
For everyone to envy 
She wasn’t alone anymore  
She was no longer ripped and torn 

Her evenings were horrifying 
She wasn’t just 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 should have died too 
She should have kept inside her
Even if it had killed her 

She decided one day 
To keep her baby 
Decided not 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 
And David was the only one that cried

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Date: 5/26/2015 5:41:00 PM
gone where no man has gone before....LOL
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Date: 4/18/2011 11:24:00 AM
i eat worms like you for breakfast ' i swim with butterflies ' k.
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Date: 1/19/2011 5:33:00 PM
I have the tendency of loving this poem so much... things that make you go humm!! by the way.. my story today was.. its a "GIRL" LOL... always my fave.. xoxo to you my favorite poet ~Amri..
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Date: 10/17/2010 1:47:00 PM
Congratulations on your win in the contest..Sara
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Date: 10/15/2010 10:02:00 PM
Nathan you sure have a way of keeping the reader guessing on where this was going. Enjoyed it tremendously. Super congrats on your win in the contest! Love Wilma
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Date: 10/7/2010 2:18:00 AM
Congrats my friend, I am very happy you got the place, you sure deserved it... Hope to have you next one!
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Date: 10/5/2010 10:21:00 PM
congrats for the win!, i'm having fun reading your poems..charmane
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Date: 10/5/2010 3:08:00 PM
Congrats Nate on your big first place win in PD's great contest.. awesome work my BFF and enjoyed reading as u enjoy your sweet victory at the top spot tonight with luv..
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Date: 10/5/2010 2:47:00 PM
Congrats on your win, Nathan. Excellent write. Nice going. Ralph
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Date: 10/5/2010 12:51:00 PM
lol! don't wonder lol,, You know this is my favorite. well when it comes to saying WHAT THE HE* CONGRATS MY SWEET, ,..p.d.
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Date: 10/5/2010 11:53:00 AM
Congratulations Nathan on your win in P.D.'s contest " Any Poem Goes* Any Poem"". Love, Carol
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Date: 8/19/2010 8:30:00 PM
Lol, I. Don't know what was more interesting your poem or Chris comment..ooowwwwwwwwwwwwww. lol... your poem rocks my love...and so does your twisted look at things.. and I for one love that I am involved....smiles and kissesxoxooxoxoxooxoxx..later love..p.d.
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Date: 8/19/2010 7:05:00 PM
Nathan, I am glad to see you posting again, even though they are the same poems lol. I read the collaboration comments, because they don't obviously show up on my own comment's list....I had a nice chuckle at your comment about the sheep and wolves under the same moon. Thanks for spicing up the Soup. But I will have to be the egotist and say that I am a BIG 'wolf' and my 'wolfpack' could take down anybody's pack. Hands down, no questions asked! Just having some fun my friend~Chris
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Date: 8/19/2010 4:58:00 PM
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