Baby Narrative Poems

O Aphrodite,
Grecian fertility goddess
Matriarch idol of the womb,
your wise children love not reproducing
— Ancient Zion chant
heard in the echo chambers
of the caverns along the Aegean...

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I hate that things aren't the way they were
And I hate that I can't fix it

You would call
I'd answer
We'd talk forever
About things that didn't matter

You...

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When I Consider Life

As a baby, I was laying in my bassinet when a rifle bullet was shot through
 our living room window and passed...

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I once flew with a real Blue Angel; I rode with her on clouds of pure excitement.  Her wings were powerful and her touch...

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Working in God’s Nurse’s Station

Over the years I have ministered to baby Christians as
well as seasoned saints in a prayer and prophetic ministry.
The Lord showed...

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One brave senior girl with empathy walked out of class
With my sophomore daughter,
She had actually brought her
Home, in the middle of the
Day. My daughter was
Sobbing....

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Yvonne was very, very, very happy.
She loved her mother.
She loved her brother Phillip.
And she loved swans.
Oh, did she ever love swans!

She loved the way they...

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In the early 70’s my husband and our first baby, Angela, moved to Muscatine, Iowa, in the middle of the night, in the summer time....

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He awoke, dazed and confused as to where he was, trying to remember whether it was day or still night. A dull ache seeped from...

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I would say I miss you

But I never got to meet you

I got to hold you

But I never got to see your smile,

I got to...

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The bird brigade has been summoned.
The empathy princess is down. Completely depleted of all energies, through ridiculously and blatantly giving too much of herself to...

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A heavy quietness hung 
as I waited with Mum and Dad 
and Chloe.
I professed my sympathy, 
my sorrow.
Their response was emptiness 
unexpressed;
while Chloe, hugged 
her...

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To open a conversation
“Is it a boy or a girl?”
seemed safe.
Safe until the moment
Mum paused before saying;
“We don't know.”
Blank:
I was neutered.
Space opened – if not...

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Her back to me, she gazed transfixed
at the poplars through the window.
Should I intrude? Then she turned full,
	full of tears.
I'd seen her before, masked and...

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She stopped smiling as soon as she picked up the subtle slow opening of the front door.  Jake, her grown up three-year-old stopped playing....

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Exactly thirty years ago 
I was a nervous wreck
As I nervously walked through the corridors of the hospital 
Not knowing what to expect 
As each...

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In the early 70’s my husband and our first baby, Angela, moved to Muscatine, Iowa, in the middle of the night, in the summer time....

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As I kissed her ever so softly 
She melted in my arms 
She smiled
 
I kissed her toe-tips
And than I kissed her wee nose 
She...

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At 24:00  O’ Clock  of the stars,
When the tides are clapping to 
The pressure of her contractions.
Louder is the agony of her painful...

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