babies gather at my feet
my womb
gives off this scent
that leads them to me
yet i remain
empty
and useless as women go
the bulge of belly
is left over wantings
that went unanswered
that whittled me down
leaving me thin once again
i want to be fat
with child
from a million seed
that come to me
just because i am able
and ready
and deserving of a child
i can call my own
to birth a human being
and walk away
may just be the death of me
yet strangling out breath
while it still lived on water
may just be the life of me
A contest entry
- Quickie Anyone?? by Sweet Impatience.
950 points, ended November 8, 2008, 14 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I've read this piece 3 or 4 times.. each time I read it, it hit harder than the first time. You went deep in this one, very thought provoking, intense and a very emotional write. This one is beyond words for me at this point.
good luck
kat
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Oh girl! I think this is one of your best! You really dove down into the depths of that need at the heart of our gender. Great job!!!!
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I read this twice to absorb the impact this write has had on me.
I felt sad, lost in thought, the painful past, and the ending blew me away
Thanks for sharing your thoughts
and very best wishes in this contest, it was an awesome poem
Julie
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excellent!!!!
Wow, this just floored me... The imagery the words created was haunting,surreal...
Impressive poetry as usual!
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