Birth
Birth… an arrival. Many memories and stories told about the nature of the arrival / birth of those close to us. And of course there is the arrival, the ‘birth’ of things new…
Within our own lives, within our selves and the things around us, new things are born each day.
What does ‘birth’ conjure for you? Where does it take you and how would you express that?
We hope you enjoy the read, and perhaps express your own feelings about the word ‘birth’.
Feel free to join in on our expression session. Next week’s word is ‘blind’.
Here I am
Mum
come on
give it one
last push
that’s it keep
it going
I can see
it Mum
a light
at the end
of this tunnel
you beauty
I’m so close
that’s it
breathe, one, two,
on the third
push Mum
here I am
someone better
get ready to
catch me.
wow what
a journey
no wonder it
took all of
nine months
not sure
about this
coming out
head first
so what’s
this place?
hey, whoa
no more of
this slapping
yeah, you got
me screaming
well done,
no more Doc
or I’ll cite
you for
child abuse
come on
where is it?
no more playing
around nurse
I need my fix
stop with all
this swaddling
this little man
needs a drink
Ah, the sweet
taste at last
now that was
worth the wait
who’s this moron
blubbering away?
don’t tell me
that’s my dad.
toughen up
big boy
there’s worse
to come
this is just
the birth
wait until I
turn two
you’ll regret
what you and
mum got up to.
PJR 18.04.2022
Birth and rebirth
I do not recall how it felt
To exist from the first moment
To ingest kick and move to get out
Preparing for my life-enrolment
When the time came for me to arrive
apparently I came out quite smoothly
With a first breath and scream to survive
I then slept and was not unruly
I have also witnessed it from live scans
A child of mine living in the womb
And the movement of his hands
Comfortable in this special room
What is the difference
between conception and birth?
The moment of creation
and the first breath outside on this planet earth?
It maybe
…growth
…learning
…expression
It is living with every breath
I have experienced the miracle
The birth of someone new
A unique individual
With its own way to feel and view
The start of new life
Not just for the born
Also for where we feel strife
Letting it go from the morn
When my children were delivered
I loved them from before the start
A knowing that was so vivid
Realisations from my heart
I did not name them straight away
Preferring to understand them better
So ‘blue’ and ‘pink’ were they
Until their names came as a letter
I had a boy and a girl
Which brought years
Life in a whirl
Of smiles and tears
I remember it all
And learnt so much
It was often a ball
Our hearts in touch
My children grew up to want a better place
In which every living being wants to live
Where people can be happy
Where everyone can give
This, I share with them
As I have since day one
And as I write this poem
I hope that better times will have begun
Whilst the ‘news’ often reports the bad
Leaving many feeling isolated and sad
We can choose to live each moment
A rebirth of kindness and enjoyment
For life… :)
(NRS)
22:44
When one soul leaves
Another arrives
The ebb and flow of the universe so wise…
In 2011, dad died
In 2012, our first grandchild arrived
A lot happened between the death and the birth
My daughter’s intuition
Told her to tell him that day,
In intensive care
That his first great grand child was on his way.
His day to day decline,
Hope then despair
The doctors did declare
The challenges beware
we waited and watched
Til the last day arrived…
Time to say goodbye
As his soul did fly
Out of his body
Before our eyes…
Nine months later,
When my daughter’s labour began…
We were in the waiting room
When the sound
Of the bell rang…
Emergency…
Oh no, I can see…
This birth
is not as it is meant to be
Code blue,
What is that?
The anxiety too much,
Two women crying,
The hugs, The comfort of touch…
Then finally the relief
No longer the grief
Instead, a sign
That he was fine
Sidney Hugo born
At an amazing time
22:44 how significant
So Devine… TLaB
TLaB