Poem, Writer's Blog

From Embryo to Foetus

A gush and a gurgle surround my new home,

A poke and a prod, please just leave me alone?

Eager to check on my progress each day,

Will they just let me be, I will grow anyway.

***

A lump and a bump grow and then a new limb,

A guess I must look like a miracle within,

But those on the outside all seem to mislay,

The fact that they all started life in this way.

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So certain that one day I will cause you some grief,

Through just giving birth, you will sigh with relief,

When it is all over, when I am good and ready,

Just enjoy me this way, take things slow and steady.

***

And when alone together, aft months in your womb,

Your arms, not your body, become my new home,

Together we take on the world now outside,

A team of two with you firmly by, and on, my side!

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Birth – from the inside!

She just can’t be serious, it feels like she’s dancing,

Is it my well-being she thinks she’s enhancing?

Doesn’t she know she should be taking it easy?

It’s the nesting instinct and she’s making me queasy!

***

The walls of my sleeping bag beginning to stir,

Am I imagining, my mind is a blur?

A cry from the outside, it keeps me awake,

It’s all caving in, please stop, heaven’s sake!

***

All of a sudden, the silence it scares me,

Then in a few moments, the ride becomes hairy,

My snug little water bed is minus the water,

Where do I go now, don’t know if I oughta!

***

Her body encourages me, ‘Go on your way,

Follow the path we’ve created today’,

She’s screaming, I want to, but just don’t know how,

I’m trapped in a tunnel, where do I go now?

***

I want to turn back, to my snug little cave,

But my body, her body, tell me to behave,

Decision’s made for me, I’m surging along,

There’s a light at the end of this nightmare so strong!

***

It’s blinding, perhaps, I’ll turn back anyway,

Oh no! Someone help me, I beg and I pray,

Someone on the outside calls ‘PUSH!’ and I hear,

That deep voice again, ‘Try harder, my dear!’

***

I’m thrust to the light that’s so scary. it gleams!

‘The head’s there!’ they call out. Are they speaking of me?

I don’t want to go out there, for them all to see.

***

Don’t they know I was happy to remain there, inside?

Protected by someone, along for the ride?

One more crush of the walls which me do surround,

I shoot out in a slither, could have fallen to the ground!

***

But a strange being catches me, taps my bare bum,

It that’s how they play here, I’ll cry for my mum!

‘There, there, now, that’s better. Hello little boy’

She could have done that first, I’m not just a toy!

***

Their faces surround me but I feel so alone,

If I close my eyes tight shut, p’raps they’ll send me back home.