1. Lasagna Recipe
2. How to replace alternator
3. Bookstores near me
4. Coffee shops near me
5. Breve
6. Breve vs latte
7. How to tell if your house is haunted
8. Derealization
9. Common ghosts
10. How long to boil eggs
11. Chairs stacked in a pyramid
12. Footsteps
13. Hearing footsteps
14. Hearing yelling
15. Yelling just outside my door
16. Bruises
17. Random bruises
18. Angry ghosts
19. Angry ghosts
20. How to get rid of angry ghosts
21. Why is there an angry ghost in my house
22. Exorcist
23. Cheap exorcist
24. Package stores near me
25. How much is too much crying
26. CPTSD
27. Baby names list
28. Indeed
29. How to move on
30. Pilot pens
in 1923 girl babies were named Nancy, Susan and Ann
boy babies were christened John, Michael, and Joe
then the flappers came along and changed everything
Now girls could be Lois, Louise, and Edna
Boys were approved for names like Samuel and Zeb
During the depression years babies were suffering
They were named for grandparents
Jim, Stuart, Johnathan, Eunice, Maude, Bessie
During the fifties, it was vogue to name your children with the same letter
A family could have Dirk, Deke, Deanna, Dillion and Dwayne
Maurice, Marlene, and Margo lived across the street.
In the sixties names were borrowed from Presidents
Back to the Johns and Samuels, I am not sure about girl names
Seventies arrived; now okay to name your children Freedom and Rainbow
After that, it has been everything and anything goes
Shanty, River, Drake, Tulip, Apple, Bedpan
Baby books cannot keep up with the flow
Broken down meatal cribs with wooden bars.
About the first,
it was as much to her as I to it,
the cloth thread bare.
It was so much and different from today,
always dark and no sunrise.
Biblical, baby names,
like James, Richard and Robert.
A sister Sharon like an olds.
That never seemed to run.
Was always hot.
To much salk and lot enough
we turn away from doing that.
It is different now planned parent hood.
She wore a mask.
To even touch her face it ment another child.
Being pregnant when a man has had enough.
I go fishing
and those worms they take me back.
James McLain Wednesday, April 24, 2013
He has to be hilarious
And there has to be a silent way of communication
That others do not see or understand
We have to have our own language,
And he had better not call me baby names
Understanding that I am the queen, the goddess
And some days also the king and emperor
of our relationship
He must know his place
as my fawning royal subject and admirer
her
.
is three
weeks late
breath in
then breath
out
deeply
deeply
in need
for future
thoughts
baby names
savings
braces
and other things
time lapse
photographs
and homemade
movies moving
slowly showing
growth of a flesh
skinned balloon
blowing up
now
how nine
months fastly passed
into contractions
breath in
then breath
out
deeply
deeply
in need
of gravity
then
nearing the end
the mid
wife
says
you've had twins
a her and a him
rhymed
couplets
In mommy’s tummy
Tiny, warm, happy and content
I felt their surprise at the news and felt loved
I heard Mommy singing
Daddy's voice
reactions to announcements
calling out different baby names
Life was good as I practiced
smiling
laughing
giggling
moving my arms and legs
sucking my thumb
doing somersaults
counting my fingers and toes
recognizing mommy's and daddy's voice
And my little body grew in the dark
I dreamt about one day
playing with kittens
petting puppies
playing with gold fish and turtles
reaching out to the moon
splashing in a bubblebath
wearing silly clothes
falling asleep to lullabies
and bedtime stories
playing with toys
playdates at the park
learning to walk
learning to talk
learning my numbers and ABC's
climbing trees
chasing butterflies
flying my first kite
touching and smelling flowers
Easter egg hunts
Christmas mornings
I felt so much anticipation and love for my arrival
as mommy rocked me on the big chair by my crib
AP: 3rd place 2020
Wood burner, smoke choke,
Dog shite, bullfight.
Hashtag, manbag.
**** bleaching, hate preaching.
Save the fox, change your clocks.
Prom queen, crime scene.
Chocolate fountain, food mountain.
Buy to let , insure your pet.
Cake bakers, bookmakers.
Dash cam, phone scam.
Raise the bar, electric car
Make your own, payday loan.
Lendlease , family feast.
Babestation, masturbation.
Homogenised, androgenized.
Male grooming, future looming.
Cold war, Godwin's law.
Online games, baby names.
Many, many many more......
"A Vision of Existence - Baby Style"
my eyes blink within a cushioned comfort zone
fingers and toes cling to tender warm insides
I tend to dream of bicycles when I birth flesh and bone
or a pink doll house where a loving family abides.
my swimming skills are limited as I lay in Mommy's womb
one day I'll jump the high dive at the beach
in a few months I'll push my way out of this vacuumed tomb
to taste sweet fruits; my favorite will be peach.
I dream of running round a baseball field on a sunny day
or jumping rope or riding skates with friends
sometimes, I wonder, how Mommy will hold me in her special way
how Daddy will teach me great things where learning never ends.
I know I'll have a nursery room with toys and books and games
in the corner an awesome truck with cool fender
am sure my parents are hard at work browsing baby names
but I will have the last surprise revealing to them, my gender.
*For Unborn Baby Dream by The Scribe
Like rolling of tides at peek
Awaiting first songs meet
Original as baby names
Something made with
Whipping cream
Recipes end for eat
Best ones for family tree
Chimes sight with hearing eye
Luring passers by
In terms of successful life's
I remember every feeling every second
Etched in my memory it will always beckon
As though it was yesterday vividly acclaimed
I knew my life would never be the same
But I was ready when the news was given to me
The doctor “said you are pregnant” what to see?
She showed me the written proof
I jumped in the hall almost hitting the roof
My dream came true, my wish, and my bliss
God had heard my prayers I feel his wish
After many years of crying, doubt and sighing
I was to become a parent no more trying
I rushed around like a women that was smitten
Nothing could stop this gaiety, glistening
Now I need to buy books on pregnancy
Baby names, and good diapers with absorbency
Paint the room blue or pink trim?
Change the light switches to dim
What a whirl win of thoughts and ideas
Now caressing my face were happy tears
So on went the days turning to weeks
Closer to the day I could hardly see my feet
The time had made its approach
Two weeks early its time to get coached
She made her arrival nearly 14 hours later
My baby girl, no feeling could have been greater
(Inspired by Gareth James "Best day of your life contest"!)
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