Poetry Blogs (babies)

babies (Remove filter)

Popular last 30 days

Recent Comments

Philipos on Pain (23 minutes ago)

Trixie Gore on Sapphire (1 hour ago)

Trixie Gore on Daddy Long-legs (1 hour ago)

Brian Maryon on Back On Court (2 hours ago)

M.C. Newberry on 'One Lung Dave' (2 hours ago)

Adam Whitworth on On Visiting The Aosta Valley (2 hours ago)

M.C. Newberry on GOODBYE PICCADILLY, FAREWELL LEICESTER SQUARE? (3 hours ago)

poemagraphic on Clouded Judgement (3 hours ago)

Darkest sunflower on Whole lot of shame (4 hours ago)

Philipos on Auntie's Clock (6 hours ago)

Little Baby

Watching you grow 
brings joy to our eyes
You’ve got your Daddy 
to make you smile 
and your Mama 
to hold you tight 
while you sleep at night 
we'll make everything alright

First a crawl, walk, then run
O, to watch you grow is so much fun 
From your first skinned knee
a little kiss will make you believe 
we’ll be right here whenever you need

Years will pass
but this love will al...

Read and leave comments (0)

babiesfamilyparentsparents pride

On Bodily Autonomy and Geriatric Femininity

They never ask, the old ladies.
They just hug, pinch, kiss and
Cuddle at will. Babies are theirs,
You know, and they do love them
So much. I guess it isn’t their fault,
No one ever told them they aren’t
Free to touch at will. I once told
A woman to get her hands out of
My hair, and she said no man
Had ever asked her to stop
Touching him before. As an old
Lady, I’m sure she became anothe...

Read and leave comments (2)

babiesbodily autonomyconsentfemininityfeminismtouching

The Almost Child

I remember exactly the spot

the place I sat

when she told me

I remember the cooling coffee

forgotten

when I was told

I remember the uncertainty

in her voice

when she told me

but

I remember how I smiled

the joy I felt

when I first knew

my almost son

Read and leave comments (2)

Babiesdelightfathersjoymothersnewsparentspregnancysons

Cultivating Life

entry picture

A traffic jam that spans an entire epoch

Is followed by daily punishments of

Dreary Sisyphean meanderings,

Followed by even more traffic

In sweltering heat and sticky humidity.

 

With all energy drained from

Lungs, limbs, and mind,

He shuffles into his house

Seeking only relief and brief reprieve.

 

As he unbuttons his soaked shirt,

“Do me,” assaults his ears

...

Read and leave comments (4)

babieslifepoetryprocreationsexwork

Nuclear Cradle Song

entry picture

Nuclear Cradle Song

 

Bye, baby, bye

Cry, baby, cry

You cry so do I.

My tears have all run dry.

So cry, baby, cry

 

Cry, baby, cry

Bye, baby, bye

No use in asking why

Our dreams fell from the sky.

So cry, baby, cry, baby, cry.

 

Bye, baby, bye

Cry, baby, cry

No one to hear you cry.

No one to hear us try.

Oh, cry, baby, cry,...

Read and leave comments (6)

babieswar

This site uses cookies. By continuing to browse, you are agreeing to our use of cookies.

Find out more Hide this message