Parenthood Poems

Childhood Affects Adulthood

Parents mold their children just like a pan to a cake
How ever you're instructed gives your life it's shape
What you're taught as a child you will never forget
Understanding the morals of others...
You will have a fit
Down from your failures to your major accomplishments
Learning responsibility on a job to timely paying your rent
Clueless that your parents

Through The Eyes of A Childless Woman

Every day that I see you I see you as a strong lady
Through many trials and joys taking care of your babies 
Who can speak for you with no child of their own
Every child varies so there is no right or wrong 
I love the patience you have and I find it so amazing 

Heir

The house of my life
Is rotted and cracked.
The floorboards are warped,
And all of my broken windows 
Welcome wind.

But from the rubble,
I’ll piece out a coat,
Made from my very best pieces and shards.
Patches of carpets that came from Tibet,
And the spiderweb strands of a once regal drape.

Cupped like an egg in a frothy current of days,
You,

Cup

The love I have for you wakes me at night.
It sends me out at all hours shouting, 
Darting down the sidewalk in both directions.
It never smiles and always expects the worst.
It looks for you when you’re already there.

The love I have hollows me out with bombs when I sleep,
Then packs the broken spaces with flowers

Lineage

I sit here with guilt and recent understanding.
I didn’t know what I didn’t know.
I sit here with remorse, and now I’m rebranding.
Because to live is to learn and to learn is it grow.

It is like I stepped in your shoes when I became a mother.
You were doing your best, one foot in front of the

THE PARENTHOOD KITE

Every now and then when I see someone flying a kite
made of paper, strings and wood…
I smile…remembering how flying a kite…is a lot like parenthood.

How you spend a lot of time running around
looking up…checking the sky…
trying to catch the wind…and help your children fly.

And how with each child you’re as proud as you were the

The Child

Welcome to the world
My precious Little One
The personification of innocence
A bond never to be undone

Holding you in my arms
For the very first time
Bridges the expanse
Between the Earthly and the Divine

Mere words cannot describe
The love that fills my heart
And our journey here together
Is merely at its start

As you grow, I will teach
As you question, I will

A Word about Parenthood

     My children know exactly how to hurt me
         They do it whenever it’s convenient
            for them

     My challenge is to love them, anyway,
    

my son was learning to ride his bike with no air in the tyres

I hadn't noticed.
Neither had he.
No one had said anything.

Then mum took note.
Black spaghetti round the wheels.
Where the lord's supper meets the road.

Watching your child on a bike
Crumpled suits and sweat-stained collars
Wake me up when I want to wake up

I am without weapons
I need to be rugby league braver
Banjo string vulnerable

A toddler was coming to visit

Bawl of Parenthood

As childhood days wax into history,
Adam and Eve’s sacred parts haired,
when Eve’s chest swells
and Adam’s voice roars like thunderclaps,
now is the dawn of their full bloom.

Here, Adam and Eve get
ridden in the train of love,
in a rocket of paradise,
and sometimes bumps into heartbreaks—the hurdles.

We will birth young us,
like the soil birth new trees
life is a

Mum Guilt

Early mornings the kids awake
But I feel guilt ‘cos I want a break
Just 5 minutes to clear my head
To drink my coffee and sit in bed. 

Longing to have children
The heartache and the pain
The damage took its toll
Upon my body and my brain

Here I am now, a mother
Brimming full of pride
But that doesn’t stop the

Advice For My Child of Heaven's Paradise

Do not look or wait for heaven’s kingdom, for it is in and outside of you 
Never tremble to ask for a hand to get through 
Pray without hypocrisy or you will fool just yourself 
Pray every day and night till the last breath itself 
Do not let the left hand know the crafting of

Proof of Existence

He gave it to her 
To give to you
He expects back 
when you're through
a little worn
gently used 
some TLC 
Good as new 
This gift he gave 
to give to you
Respect it
love it  and
Share it too
This beautiful gift 
That's Given to you 
is pure as gold through and through 
So what is this gift
Too good to

Parenthood

Parenthood

My father hung in the belfry 
so many called him father, but the old woman in the house where I lived
said he was my father.
When I met Mother superior, her eyes softened for a moment.
The hanging was an accident.
At his funereal, the bishop attended to stop rumours of suicide.
The old woman and I watched the

Parenthood

Parenthood

Physical attraction leading to a one night stand
After not using protection missing that first period
Raging that he lied and told you he couldn’t have kids
Engaging in a “relationship” that just weeks ago didn’t exist
Never thinking that being a mom is something you could do alone
Then he got the heck outta dodge and left you to

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