Georgia Kereopa Poet Choka

What Happens To the Unborn

Where go the unborn?
no breathe shall draw in this world
no rocking or lullabies
no breast shall comfort
no earthly mother to hold
reborn miraculously

From pages the book
divine narratives bestowed
transformed to cherub angels
deliver blessings
illuminate consciousness
creative inspiration

Entered in the Fives and Sevens Poetry Contest
Placed 4th
Sponsor: Joseph May
Image No. 2
Dated 17.07.2019

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Diane Christian April 13, 2024 at 12:53 PM A heartfelt featured poem, Miscarriage and loosing babies runs in my family, I was blessed with 4 though. My mam lost one that died after birth and lost one after me, 3 of my sister's lost babies but had some that survived my niece lost her first and my 2 older son's partners lost their first one. The Lord would definitely take them to heaven. all little cherub angels

Reason A. Poteet July 22, 2019 at 9:00 PM touching thought you investigate here, Georgia. Congratulations on a fine piece and your win for it. I believe that they are safe in the Lord's hands and that He has a place and purpose for them in heaven. Nothing escapes God's omniscience; nothing overrides His omnipotence; nothing beats his omnipresence. Georgia Kereopa July 22, 2019 at 9:05 PM RAP, thank you for your insights which I share as well

Jeanne Mcgee July 22, 2019 at 9:28 AM A poignant poem! Congrats on win. Georgia Kereopa July 22, 2019 at 9:49 AM Thank you Jeanne.

Heidi Sands July 22, 2019 at 6:22 AM Congratulations for your win Georgia. A moving poem! Georgia Kereopa July 22, 2019 at 6:26 AM Thanks Heidi for reading and feedback Heidi. Hope a little angel blesses me tonight.

Anne-Lise Andresen July 22, 2019 at 5:31 AM - Congratulations on your wonderful win, Georgia:) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Georgia Kereopa July 22, 2019 at 5:40 AM thanks you sunshine, fellow bee lover, poet. I am enjoying your haiku

Joseph May July 21, 2019 at 5:59 PM A sad sentiment Georgia.. ..Congrats on your win.. Georgia Kereopa July 21, 2019 at 9:22 PM Thank you Joseph

Kurt Ravidas July 20, 2019 at 11:50 AM They say, the unborn go nowhere. They become what we call ghosts. Over time, they dissolve in space. P.S.: It's a very impressive poem. Good luck in contest, Georgia) Kurt Ravidas July 21, 2019 at 2:40 PM Oh, I see you chose #2. Hm, dissolving in space... Congrats on win, Georgia. Georgia Kereopa July 20, 2019 at 7:40 PM thank you Kurt

Panagiota Romios July 17, 2019 at 12:44 AM This s a winner! Panagiota Georgia Kereopa July 20, 2019 at 7:35 PM thanks for your encouragement.