friend didn't know I was done talking
usual pause for words currents hers:
thought of it when typed password but hadn't gotten in
because I didn't push enter
obvious gesture
now with daughter interrupting or inquiring
like systems crashing
that I could keep toes around between taps,
actually girl of twelve as syllables to learn it
by five calendar lessons specifically full
consequences superceding stomach
yes heartbeats are to swirl in
more than feelings
thirty ripe bananas boomerang beyond
tossed starchy single size of no spray
getting closer to society out of park
pulled off popular to actually for population
cried and cut tried
discipline is less stress
from computer to poncho
to hold more than myself
by report it's 2 degrees
outside, and I'm aware of other ice on children
but not every experience
yet home informers of weather
seem in a house without miscarriage
until they walk over to me, back
struck stuck;
something blue microscopically
resembled baby bootie
unseen by naked eye
fits my emotions
foully biotic
stifled by stiff
though my body softened to reach again
energy that picked up a niece
but with projection for posterity no babysitter
even future if I could
with now or then nutrition
not by ton but which one
as cucumber or s never silly with silicon slosh
like at sculpting stage more than my sigh
cylinders wear down from agitation
and look at us besides Job,
capital is the little;
balloon life
or deflated as useless jacket of skin
pardon me part A not for diversion
A contest entry
- Guilt (prewrites welcome) by Danna Hobart.
400 points, ended January 18, 16 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
please leave off good luck, unnatural emoticons, applause symbols...hypes
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It made no sense to me. Sorry, it may have been fantastic. But I could not understand a single word. -
I couldn't understand a word of this. It is way to esoteric.
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It's not so esoteric. It just takes a woman who has been through it herself to understand it.
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This is really hard to follow.
I lost my first pregnancy to miscarriage. It was devastating, and it is something you never really get over. It took twelve years before I could write about it, even though I went on to have two successful pregnancies afterward. I hope that you are able to find peace somehow.
Thanks for entering my contest.
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Danna Hobart, I appreciate the spectrum
thanks for taking my intertwining to win more than a whine. I know by your relating, the lenght to absorb; like life itself almost as I keep dipping into the problem... not coming out but to stain or restain every nuance --
I'm glad for your pertinence and point with silver reward,
called Carolyn
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