Child Birth Poems | Examples

These Child Birth poems are examples of Birth poems about Child. These are the best examples of Birth Child poems written by international poets.


Premium MemberThe Birth and Death of an Engineer

An engineer's uniform
sparked a child's imagination,
and, one strange and early morn,
he was in a railway station.

An old man lost in reverie,
couldn't begin to understand.
His cloudy eyes could barely see
a young lad's outstretched hand.

There, beneath a station clock,
by knobby cane, supported, 
all choked up, he couldn't talk - 
how was he here transported?

His railway watch, long unused,
hung from a chain of gold. 
Thro' stained-glass windows' light diffused,
he saw a palm outstretched to hold.

Then, like a railroad car on a mobius strip,
a child woke up from a mystic dream,
as an old man dropped in the child's grip, 
a watch, and vanished, dead, like steam.


Premium MemberA Major Bio

a satiric
spunky sperm
twisty tippytoe
through the
outdoor civilization
renewing fairway
to engorge
prospect goat
recasting stubble
noninfectious vibrational
hubbub pyrophobia
luridness hallelujah


(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • August 3–9, 2026)

Premium MemberSigh at Dawn

In the hushed thrum
between first light
the first bird
the first mist's
touché touch on cheek
the world pauses
to catch its breath
to sigh softly—
like a mother at
her babe's first cry.

Premium MemberRainsong

Tears of the sky
cried by the heavens above,
the Great Spirit
announcing your birth with his love.

Tears of the sky
for your name’s sake,
stars weeping with joy
for the child we make.

Tears of the sky,
mountains will flood
for the child
of Mother Nature’s blood.

Tears of the sky
the sacred waters will yield,
the Great Spirit
will be your guide; your shield.

Tears of the sky
falling from the heavens above,
Mother Earth
soaking it with her love.

Tears of the sky
shall be your throng,
acclaimed by your name
you are Rainsong!

Premium MemberStretch marks

Souvenirs of child bearing years


Premium MemberAN ETERNAL SPIRIT FROM THE SKIES-

A child favored. Ask to go down From eternity crevice, not a novice Embraced in the hearing and now Energies energies of spirit sound Asteral present earthen bound Essence electric from thought To spiritual realm intertwined Spiraling fathoms down Instantaneous creative Birth in the birth canal This child shall Be call birth "new born" From heaven down the tunnel From the head and the heart From the womb to the room Comes a new spirit into a new vessel A eternal spirit from the skies
4/19/26 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2026

Premium MemberWho Am I Riddle

I am at once 
a child, 
an elder, 
a bird, 
and one who hears birdsongs.  
I become 
all my incarnations
as every time meets
where land meets water
water meets sky
darkness meets light
and birth meets death.

Premium MemberLOVE SHOULDN’T HURT UNLESS IN CHILDBIRTH--

	LOVE SHOULDN’T HURT UNLESS IN CHILDBIRTH

Love does not hurt
Only destine and sanction within child birth
Whom has it worst, it’s the wo-man, womb man
Of course…
Procreation brings forth children birth!

“He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.” (Song of Solomon 2:4)
3/17/26
Written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2026©

Premium MemberCherubic

Vexing reflection
DNA dipped disarray 
On innocent babe

Conceived by rapist
Despite dark deed still birthing
Cherub like angel

Premium MemberHEAVENS CHILD BIRTH ON EARTH--

Some may find it odd; That I thank the Lord, my God; For He is all and I'm enthralled; I am anxious to learn more; of He's such a mighty God; And He loves us all from; Heaven's host through the canal; Then birth I am like my Father; And I am His new birth;
1/11/26 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2026

Premium MemberTo All The Mary's of the World


In the wind the Holy Spirit 
Has turned and twirled
He has orchestrated conception
To all the Mary's around the world
One Mary she stands alone
The mother of our Savior
Blessed among women
Still in need of saving
Another Mary stands alone
The first to the risen Christ
As we all need to witness to
The Resurrection and The Life
But we are all broken vessels
Our fractures need repair
His Way, His Truth, His Life (and kintsugi)
Will help us, to get us there
So not every Mary will birth a Messiah
Or will see Him with their eyes
Or will anoint His feet with oil
    or wipe clean with their hair
But every Mary will be blessed as an heir

Premium MemberONLY A MOTHER

Bearing child birth
Conceiving new life on Earth
Devoted and Timely
Nurturing the child
Making sacrifices above her own
Teaching and Upbringing
Embracing Wisdom and Understanding
Disciplining standards
Greater Love everlasting
On this Mother’s Day
The honor sending your way
A Mother’s work is never done
You are valued always among
Mother’s take your bow
You are a Mother with know how.

Premium MemberAfterglow

celestial smile
gold halo while birthing child
love afterglow proud

Father’s face painted relief and joy 
Red eyes cry excited emerald voice
Little baby birthed after a journey 
Nine months in captivity of mom’s tummy

The nose is hers the eyes are his
Lips so curved fretting in crib
Baby’s hair soft curly and fine
Looking like an angel so divine 

Doctors and nurses or midwife 
All celebrating birth of new life
There is an aura of hazel happiness 
Amber afterglow hearts so blessed

Premium MemberStages of Life


Embryonic Stage

So comfy and warm
Not feeling a hint of harm
Oh, what’s happening

Birth

Good grief, it’s so cold
O’er and o’er again was told
“Beautiful baby”

Child Age

Play sports, make good grades
Life’s full of adventure days
Hates vegetables

Teen Years

It’s an  awkward age
Parents struggle through  this stage
Just stay sane through it 

Young Adult Years

Leaving home first time
Into unknown, a steep climb
Where will it all end

Middle Adult Years

Work and family
Agony and ecstasy
Stalwart day by day

Older Adult Years

Body , soul, and mind
Seeking peace of special kind
Beyond ever known

Premium MemberA Mother's Anguish

Taking a child from an unmarried mother is shocking, many are shamed and shunned by society with many taking their own lives, sadly in some parts of the world this vile practise continues. Quote by poet.
Paul and Suzy fell in love whilst they were both still at school, They were inseparable and often seen holding hands together, Suzy found out she was with child; her parents were outraged. When her son was born her parents gave him up for adoption, the next morning, she was found dead with a note by her side and in her hand was a small cuddly toy that Paul had given her.

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