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Stillbirth - Memories of 1987

Within my own axis,
It did not slant
It did not drizzle.
The void shunned the grey clouds.
Lightning was rare.
Thunder turned mute.
Leaf-tops shook with the sleepiness of
Shameless drunks, casting ghoulish shades,
Causing affrays among wild species.
Rivulets rippled in hunger and in thirst,
Circling firths with methodical anger and protests.
The grass blades lost their verdancy and cringed.
Within this place,
The air was

Categories: stillbirth, community, growing up, sunshine,
Form: Free verse

Still Born

I never seen your smile
 I never heard your cry,
You where here only for a moment,
 and only God knows why.

A piece of me you took with you
  on that tragic day,
In pieces I am left
  because you could not stay.

A thousand are in memories 
  that we will never make,
Until we

Categories: stillbirth, birth, death, i miss
Form: Rhyme

Yemiitan

YÉMIÍTÀN

If you would stay do stay
Please tease me no longer
My body, no more can bear
But my heart, yet still craves
My womb you make hollow
My hopes many times dashed
How can you be so heartless
With visits that never last

Yémiítàn, my precious child
This foolery is so much pain
Desist your antics my child
A mother can no longer bear
You prey

Categories: stillbirth, africa, bereavement, death, mother,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

A Grief - Miscarriage

For those of us who take the dart to the heart with a smile
There's no one who gets to see our melting points
They shut their eyes just like we veil our cries
And everyone pretends nothing's out of order.
In all this pretence of
normalisation
Somewhere inside us
the pieces keep shattering down
While people keep coming around
Giving a little extra

Categories: stillbirth, birth, child, feelings, loss,
Form: Free verse

Stillbirth -Emotive Write

FICTIONAL POEM FOR CONTEST

I sailed through my pregnancy without a problem
We’d painted the nursery in pale blue
                          I was having

Categories: stillbirth, death, heartbreak,
Form: Verse

Stillbirth

Thee news of her pregnancy came as her best joy.
It was what she had always wanted.
To be a mother to a little boy fourty weeks later she went into labour
Finally, she gets to meet the life growing inside her.
Her body's small neighbour
One she held so dear.She pushed and she pushed.
Felt the physical pain of her

Categories: stillbirth, care, child, journey, sad,
Form: Rhyme Royal

Stillbirth of a Sonnet

There have been moments in my life enjoyed
more for the forest than the fallen leaves.
White drops of ink that improbably bleed
right off their journal to rupture the void
no one had known existed ‘til destroyed
by the birth of a daughter her father needs
in such a way that such a need exceeds
all fathomable measurements employed.
The type of

Categories: stillbirth, daughter, divorce, father daughter,
Form: Sonnet

Broken-Hearted After Stillbirth

For nine months I nurtured you
But you were not mine to keep
You didn’t cry when you were born
But I was crying
In fact, I was screaming hysterically

The doctor tried everything to save you,
but it was no use 
He told me you were stillborn
I said “No, she was born sleeping”
 
God had other plans for you
He needed

Categories: stillbirth, baby, birth, death, sad,
Form: Free verse

Stillbirth - Love Without Hope - Emotive Write

From the very moment you were conceived I loved you 
I could feel you kick, as a new life grew inside me 
One day you stopped moving, and tragically I knew
Holding my newborn baby was never meant to be 

Original Laura Loo's contest Weepy Quatrain awarded 1st place
Submitted to best poem from any of Laura

Categories: stillbirth, baby, death,
Form: Quatrain

Stillbirth

STILLBIRTH


Pregnant and overdressed
Lazily dozing o’er the riverbank pond
Autumn trees, fat with  leaves caressed
By the frost , every frond


Ready to be borne out of sight
By the river’s  waves  aglow
Like Roman shields burnished bright
Facing their vanquished Sabine foe


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Categories: stillbirth, allegory, nature,
Form: Quatrain

Stillbirth

Between want and desire
few crumbs of words
will not satisfy.

Facts and perception
build a latticed smile
between tears.

Discreetly life catches
a miasm, a fault
to commit suicide.

When will the exile end,
of hope, a holy womb?
The stink was rising.

Amnesty for amniotic fluid,
fetus was dead
Godmother was crying.


SATISH VERMA

Categories: stillbirth, art,
Form: ABC

Stillbirth

Between want and desire
few crumbs of words
will not satisfy.

Facts and perception
build a latticed smile
between tears.

Discreetly life catches
a miasm, a fault
to commit suicide.

When will the exile end,
of hope, a holy womb?
The stink was rising.

Amnesty for amniotic fluid,
fetus was dead
Godmother was crying.


SATISH VERMA

Categories: stillbirth, art
Form: I do not know?