C Section Poems - Poems about C Section

...He came home from a late night run to the grocery store, Bearing wilted flowers, roses once but not quite now. I’m an orchid kind of girl, but I put them in a vase just the same And thank him with......Read the rest...

...After numerous threats on our lives after the domestic violence with my abuser after I returned from Tampa testifying in a murder trial I was finally healing several therapist home visits my......Read the rest...

...If you’ve read any of my delicious, hand-crafted vignettes and listened to us talk, you’ll know that my roommates and I are critical thinking swifties who spend hour after hour talking about anything......Read the rest...

...Hermit crab human scuttling about In my new life. Ill fitting suit. Like wearing your mother's clothes - Clip clopping around the kitchen... High heals filled with little feet... And dreams of a......Read the rest...

...a 'dis' advantage be a 'dis' appointment in a 'dis' association and a 'dis' connection that 'dis' covers all in a 'dis' honorable and 'dis' pleasing way thats 'dis' respectful ......Read the rest...

...The view through my eyes is through the glass of the window to my soul Like a little boy in the department store in the toy section looking at all that he sees His visit vision is purest as can be ......Read the rest...

...May 2051 Dear diary I think I'll try for a part Time job which I just know beyond Anything I'm gonna hate! So I'll work It out um. Without a doubt. I just Don't wanna sit at home to much! I ......Read the rest...

...Through the prism of the soul, a mysterious alliance of reflections is bound, Pieced together from shards of worlds lost under bare soles. Streams of betrayal trickle over the skin, constructing ru......Read the rest...

...Our final night in Montreal, To take a break from fries, We saw a nice Italian place We thought we’d patronize. We ordered salad, beer and wine And, perfect for our sharing, An interesting pi......Read the rest...

...At our house we had what was called an ‘odd sock drawer, A place which the whole family could keep odd socks to store. Quite often the matching sock was to be seen no more. When the drawer becam......Read the rest...

... My parents taught me early…it was built into our lifestyle to never miss an opportunity to speak with kindness bring joy to another person…or make a child smile. A while ago I ran across a stu......Read the rest...

...Maestro bows, a motion lulls thunder, ovations a period of heeling, a clap diverts a few, then attends silence. A typical cough failed its challenge, disturbed section promptly affects a hall-......Read the rest...

...I wonder who’s in charge of our section. The anxiety about who will lead me, brings on a cold sweat. Her sweater is tight. I turtle-neck, over my sanitized cubical. Small breasts, tiny and ......Read the rest...

...When I was a lad And still wet behind the ears Things often puzzled me And was too young to understand Like the saying the Birds And the Bees I thought in my little tiny mind Do they mean b......Read the rest...

...It starts with a whoosh. The door gliding open, smoothly. Fruits and vegetables. Stocked and stacked. They try to reach the ceiling. Shelves upon shelves. Layers of cans and boxes. ......Read the rest...