Baby Journey Poems

On My Journey To Find Me

Soulful eyes, Rich with stories untold
A heritage of strength and a heart of gold
Late 30’s
A prime of life’s unfold
A decade...

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

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Lost in my own little world as usual
Fleeting idle thoughts come and go
I gazing out of the window
I notice the blue and fluffy candy cotton...

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There was no easy day going under cover 
with four kids riding along with the FBI supervisor 
I was just a young mother of four...

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Do you feel the chaotic concerto?
The cloaked and clandestine composer
Plucking at the ivory keys, exactly eighty eight
With even more ways to tangle those
Countless red strings...

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When I was a little girl, 
I spent so much time hoping for…
The day I turned 12, 13, 16 and 18.
I wanted to know what...

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He’s a sad Bunny
With floppy ears
Sadly button eyes
they can’t shed tears

Bottom of the pile
New toys on top
He needed Beth’s help
To hippity hop

With imagination 
she brought...

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Author’s note: The following is in haibun form—poetic prose (microfiction with less than 200 words in this case) coupled with a haiku. It was written...

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Let me be Frank.

I pulled up to the Stork Club in a bright Red Coupe Deville. I must admit I felt a bit of pride...

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This Thing of Joy
(Pregnancy Journey: Month 1)



This thing of joy is sweet news,
but my lips have nausea spelled
on them 

Sweet news yet I am unable...

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When you aid another and leave a migrant to die in the sea
Then you're no better than a killer, read on to learn why, you'll...

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Every moment is fleeting fast
The present will soon become past
God has gifted this time to man
To live and use for a short span


All our life...

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"The Messenger"

Love is rich with 
venom and honey. 

there was a female ...

snake, 
it watched 
with green-eyed 
avarice, covetting
a dove’s nest

the dove, 
was white as...

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"Living"

That one-eyed god, 
that strange god
the colour of the sun,
leonine, speaks 
in strange ways to me, 
waking me up
purring seductively,
message received
obliquely through 
the smaller 
sentient...

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Sacred Gratitude 
Rockin and Rollin inside my soul
Beckoning musical notes float within me
My heart surrenders and opens
Expanding

When the world outside dances in tension
Feeling bleak and...

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