Best Surrogate Poems

Baby Clara will never touch the big hand of Laura, her mother
As she was born four months after her mother’s death.
Before she died, her friend Tara accepted to act as surrogate mother.
Laura and her hubby Tom dreaming to hear the baby’s breath.

To a surrogate mother...

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Just spoke with my surrogate daughter

The sweetest young treasure I've ever known

A beautiful flower alone in a field

Her beauty is beyond words

Both her visual countenance and her inner beauty

Shine forth with such brilliance

To light up my life, to show me goodness

A smile that exhibits an...

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Surrogate Mother


Baby Clara will never touch the big hand of Laura, her mother
As she was born four months after her mother’s death.
Before she died, her friend accepted to act as surrogate mother
Laura and her hubby Tom dreaming to hear the baby’s breath.


To a surrogate mother...

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So your great gran
was a suffragette
She fought for the right for women to vote
She thought that would make a woman equal,
put them on the same footing as a man
Looking back, that was misguided thinking
by woman like your great gran
Your great gran
and her suffragette sisters
didn't count...

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All my eggs lay in one basket, 
Mother bound, the scattered children 
To be or not in warm oasis 
Walled by barren womb. 
Given freely, should they ask it, 
Twinkles in the eyes of dreamers, 
Shot at life in open spaces 
Or in utero tomb....

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Such is your 'No' phobia, you repeatedly bite off more than you can chew
     Stuck as a broken record on yes, you agree to things you don't want to do 
     sign up for things you hate

...

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The person I was,
Left me like dead weight.

I lie awake.

Beside someone I’ll just replace.
I wanted to forget their name;

I wanted to just let them take.

She keeps me close enough to push away;
I love and hate her exactly the same.

I lie on her bathroom floor and...

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Poem as Surrogate
                    by Odin Roark

Streaming messenger
With expression unchecked
Imagined ink yet to dry
The page fearful of touch
Find the eyes
Beneath which awaits the meaning

For

This frame that lives...

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Dreams of an ancient city
Collapsed in darkest light
Seen by those who witness
The beauty in our sight

The cold ambient welcome
From dissolution’s heir
Fixated on our silence
As this city starts to stare

We hold to all our reason
We focus all our will
But danger seeps toward us
Holding our hearts still

Draining...

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Saw A Surrogate

Saw a surrogate 
Mother who was meek and mild;
Trump is not my child.

Jim Horn...

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Harlots on Harleys
Barbies on broomsticks
Midgets on widgets
Buddha on Broadway

Leaders in leotards
Players in playpens
Twinkies in Slinkies
Christ in Cabaret

Temptation of teddies
Tyranny of toupees
Ecstasy of ecstasy
Yahoo of Yahweh 

Widows with whiskey
Yoda with yen
Saviors with favors
Zeros with Zen...

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Viola can be a lesson too 
And every society needs  
Rivers runs through meandering 
Drone is an effect of craftsmanship too 

And I watch you two go. 
From my window, it is a registered time to leave 

And I watch you two, giggling and...

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she was giving birth, a surrogate mother, to a rich childless couple. she had been instructed to not look at the baby, did and relented, she had given birth
 a wonderful newborn how could she give it away?
sensible people told her it was for the...

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now for you I live
yesterday I lived for me
 death draws out true love...

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Katie Kay’s time was mostly spent with us.
She had six older sisters and brothers.
She was my daughter’s best friend with no fuss.
Family, I became one of her mothers.

Katie had a magical angel’s voice.
We learned this during a holiday play.
Our family sat in front as was...

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