Newborn Birth Poems

When a slap brings joy
A voice cries out 
Newborn girl, boy
Angels in Heaven shout

A voice cries out
Happy tears flow
Angels in Heaven shout 
Trumpets in Glory...

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Mother whispered stories from the start,
Of the day that etched her heart.
A newborn cry, her tears flowed free,
Tears of joy—for that cry was me.

The family...

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i had a date to be born on this date
i can't understate, i just couldn't wait
it was my fate
my goal to gain weight
ain't that great...

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The wonderful sounds of cries when their born 
The happy tears we shed at first sight 
A newborn daughter we'll cherish 
For life and for...

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My first precious new born.
Today marks your 21 year old.
How times flies when it does not seem to be that long ago.
With pleasure, I welcomed...

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The fearless soldier with a glowing and youthful look
aims his rifle toward his enemy behind the barrack,
while thoughts are focused on practical and clever survival;
the...

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In the middle ages
these roughed and scuffed decades
between newborn crocus snow-melt-nursed and
dried hydrangea blooms sepia-skinned and papery thin
I earned the right to wear sapphires
and burn...

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September  2051

End of  Autumn breeze sweet and gentle
Fluttering the garden as it passed. 
Holly was on video phone with her parents 8 morning...

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Newborn skin,
Soft hues of dawn,
Beauty's gentle bloom.

Ink stains spread,
Across the soul's canvas bright,
Colours deepen, hues shift.

Nature's treasure,
A fragile, vibrant spark,
In barren land's embrace.

Riverbed shrinks,
To cracked...

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rainstorm whips meadows 
trembling like faded,  pale sheets
my breath wails with them 

till a crack on soil appears...
awakening newborn grass


...

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Date:      August   2051

The 3rd of August  2 morning time.
Holly had labor signals. Her and 
Molly's accommodations were...

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Ode for a Fortunate Infant

Newborn: 
  Smacked and 
    Screaming —
 Hardly more than a new fact,
    A...

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.             We had a call -
       ...

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Wide-faced baby still crossing her legs, 
Shivering inside her own mother’s womb,
Her parts stay hidden from the ultrasound’s cold, metal screening,
Warm pool of darkness heating...

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                 ~ let the memories be your hymns -...

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