Womb Poems - Poems about Womb

Twin babies float in their mother’s womb growing strong they'll be delivered soon communicating to each other in their way experiencing so much, and much to say Twin one said, shaking his head,” we are getting old… and soon we'll be delivered as foretold. Do you think brother, there will be more? A life after delivery on that far shore?” Twin...

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I. THE WANDERING I was born with a life that bled— a seafloor womb dragging tides of fern and marigold char The priests brought saffron and fear crowning me with diagnosis They said: She is too empty They said: Fill her with figs with seed with stillness They said: Her belly speaks too loud Mute her O Plato old patriarch of phantoms my body was no beast— just prophecy you never learned...

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In The Waiting Womb Thereof (Apropos Of Poetic Onement) Thanks for being here with me in the waiting time of the birthing flow from the poetic womb thereof: We mind-pregnant poets have all experienced that spacing time reality of which poets must be in waiting for the waiting poetic womb to give birth:- At times, we’re forced to realize that we, too,...

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No breath of life from Creator-- no warm, hopeful womb in which to grow....

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Before the breath, before the cry, Where silent stars in stillness lie, A pulse begins, a spark, a thread, In quiet dark where dreams are fed. The sea within, both warm and deep, A drifting soul begins to sleep— Yet stirs with whispers soft and round, Of mother's voice and beating sound. A bud unopened feels the rain, The hush of joy, the ghost...

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'To Womb it may concern,' tho' not quite the norm, the gyno's form letter read, 'I am pleased to inform you are not about to have a baby, but instead, in brief, double your pleasure double your fun, it may be a relief, so with no further ado, not keeping mum nor holding you on needles and pins, with two for the price of one, Madame, you are expecting...

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It's your birthday my sunshine My most amazing and improving niece Absolutely beautiful Both in heart and body Whosoever meets or knows her Always experience genuine love Her tenderness is so contagious. Wherever she enters She always lights up the room You can never kill her vibes Because she never forced vibes She doesn't need the hype She's not...

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I see the terror in their eyes… of those who seek to paralyze their lives screaming persistent cries of sorrow and grief that belies the turmoil and angst of disguise. I see hunger, the ache within… of those whose vain lot is cast in hardened iron cuffs locked fast in glum humanity's calloused skin oblivious to kith and kin. I see conflict and all-out war amidst...

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Mother – thy name is Blessed For thou art the Nurture of the Soil Fruit of Love Product of Thy womb Thou art the comfort of The Soul None is more blessed by Israel than art Thou MOTHER Thou art the progenitor of The Universe The Mistress of the Future And Time Honors you! Mel Gill @ copyright 1963 ...

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WOMB WORDS Womb ! Mother of All, what sayeth you knowing activation before birth births through girths, a Q ? ~ ‘I see rainmakers smoking pipes drink from ostrich eggs fresh then hike wearing silver Nikes embryo cells magically multiply hearing guinea fowl cackle on high kicking sensations, baby legs sigh atoms alight travel from mom to babe life witnesses...

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Maternal builders Patiently gather debris Fragile wombs of blue...

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Oh,my dear pear shaped mother's womb, Where unborn baby develops and grows well, Like a...

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"Keeper of My Flame" Before the scriptures carved in stone, Before the dawn, before the throne, There was a song, a sacred hum, Where Flame and Womb were joined as one. You were the Rose, unopened, pure, The portal deep, the silent cure. I was the Flame, the rising tide, That searched the stars to reach your side. Not lost, but waiting in the...

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PALEO PAIR Hands rapturously slashing satori Bang ! Light released filter down bats brushed skin to fly knowingly low then water gushed through cracks snakes spiders scorpions were our toes stones spoke in bugle sound as Sun set in whirlwinds the cave was nowhere yet everywhere Beethoven’s symphonies were shadows future written on our vacant palms but to prior walk with Harry the Strandloper was an unspoken intent by ONE for beloved...

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In your womb I burst Passion holds my heart's desire, Lust and ravage, light my fire. Lovers embrace in Twilight's choir, Songs echo to the tops of spires. It starts with a simple kiss, Lips merge and do not miss. Lungs expand in breathing hiss, Hands tremble, you want this. Tongues entwined in moaning dance, This is it, our wanton chance. Loins on fire within our...

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