**Reminders** Poem of the Week, 5/13/07
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**Reminders** Poem of the Week, 5/13/07
Winner: Poem of the Week: May 13, 2007
Reminders
by Spazway
Reminders
They are everywhere:
A food commercial on TV
A screensaver on the computer
Magnets on the fridge
Toys on the floor
A message on the answering machine
Announcing the arrival of a newborn.
Reminders.
Of a little girl’s dream
That will never see the light of day
Every reminder cuts like a knife
The pain so deep, so powerful
It steals my breath away
Knowing I will never feel the flutter
Of a new life within
Never experience late-night feedings
Or sleepless colicky nights
Never be called “Mommy”
Or “Nana” later on.
Reminders.
Fill me with guilt
For feeling the way I do:
Jealous and inadequate
Feelings of guilt consume me
Because I don’t appear to appreciate
The small ones that I do have in my life
Reminders
Of three little angels
Whom I love with all my heart
And who light up my life.
And yet they remind me
Of the child of my own
That I want one day
But will never have.
I really don't know what other forum this belongs in. This piece is 100% autobiographical and was more of a therapeutic write than anything else but I felt the need to share it so here it is. Feedback is always welcome.
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Admin note:
Nominated for Poem of the Week on 5/7/07
Reminders
by Spazway
Reminders
They are everywhere:
A food commercial on TV
A screensaver on the computer
Magnets on the fridge
Toys on the floor
A message on the answering machine
Announcing the arrival of a newborn.
Reminders.
Of a little girl’s dream
That will never see the light of day
Every reminder cuts like a knife
The pain so deep, so powerful
It steals my breath away
Knowing I will never feel the flutter
Of a new life within
Never experience late-night feedings
Or sleepless colicky nights
Never be called “Mommy”
Or “Nana” later on.
Reminders.
Fill me with guilt
For feeling the way I do:
Jealous and inadequate
Feelings of guilt consume me
Because I don’t appear to appreciate
The small ones that I do have in my life
Reminders
Of three little angels
Whom I love with all my heart
And who light up my life.
And yet they remind me
Of the child of my own
That I want one day
But will never have.
I really don't know what other forum this belongs in. This piece is 100% autobiographical and was more of a therapeutic write than anything else but I felt the need to share it so here it is. Feedback is always welcome.
************************
Admin note:
Nominated for Poem of the Week on 5/7/07
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Good start!
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Sarah...
A extremely moving and powerful poem ...
...written with elegance and from a place deep within the heart...
...jeanne...
A extremely moving and powerful poem ...
...written with elegance and from a place deep within the heart...
...jeanne...
... and his words purge up and outward,
expelled and onward through desert dust swallowed,
sands he says that gorge on simple sensibilities.
And, now he spits fragments, grit, extended vowels and elongated syllables
over cracked lips. Their sounds fall
piling round his boots… ~ jeannerené
~breathe~
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expelled and onward through desert dust swallowed,
sands he says that gorge on simple sensibilities.
And, now he spits fragments, grit, extended vowels and elongated syllables
over cracked lips. Their sounds fall
piling round his boots… ~ jeannerené
~breathe~
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I'm sure that my sister would disagree with me sometimes when I call them "angels" but they're my 2 nephews (Gavin, age 2 1/2 and Christian, age 8) and my niece (Katelyn, age 6). I sometimes feel as though I don't appreciate them enough, hence these lines:nekot wrote:
Beautiful, moving, and deep. I feel the pain and the longing.
I think it reads as a tribute to one that would be, but can't. And to all those in similar circumstances.
Question (if you don't mind)? If it is too personal, just say so.
Who are the 3 angels?
Because I don’t appear to appreciate
The small ones that I do have in my life
If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you. ~ A. A. Milne
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Thanks, Nekot.
For the most part, I'm okay with the fact that I can't have children...it just gets a little hard to deal with when a friend (or in the case of what triggered this poem, a close family member) has a baby. I just have to take a deep breath and remember to thank God for the children He has brought into my life and to enjoy those times with them. (Usually when I'm having a "moment" my sister will bring over one or all of her three kids and I'll have them for a couple of hours and by then I'm "cured" of my longing for the time being. I really don't have the energy or the patience a lot of the time, LOL)
For the most part, I'm okay with the fact that I can't have children...it just gets a little hard to deal with when a friend (or in the case of what triggered this poem, a close family member) has a baby. I just have to take a deep breath and remember to thank God for the children He has brought into my life and to enjoy those times with them. (Usually when I'm having a "moment" my sister will bring over one or all of her three kids and I'll have them for a couple of hours and by then I'm "cured" of my longing for the time being. I really don't have the energy or the patience a lot of the time, LOL)
If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you. ~ A. A. Milne
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Re: **Reminders** Poem of the Week, 5/13/07
This one is hitting all too hard these days, hence the re-visit...to remind myself of what I do have in my life.
If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you. ~ A. A. Milne
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