Your naming, child
Was a matter of much moment
Yes-
While I held you closer
Than I ever will again
There,
In the rockabye warmth
Beneath my skin
You were a mystery
I wondered, child
Which name would suit your soul
Yes…
I sifted through a thousand masks
That didn’t match your role
There,
Or in the bigger world
Soon to be your goal-
Which name was your own?
At last, child
While still, you slept and stirred
Yes!
The naming of your singing heart
Was rolled into one word-
Sebastian!
Magnificent, mighty,
And chiming like a bird
Your name.
Author notes
Sebastian means "magnificent and mighty."
I love you, baby. Words aren't big enough to hold it.
Written July 23rd, 2004
A contest entry
- A CONTEST FOR AP MOTHERS (PW'S ALLOWED) by RX-Queen.
950 points, ended July 24, 2008, 12 entries
Gold trophy winner
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Excellent write, very well written. I really like the second stanza, well done. Thanx for entering and good luck.
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this was very beautiful. im sure when he grows up he'd love to read this. loved it! good luck and thanks for entering <3 -Ebi-
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this is great...so sweet.its so wonderful to write pieces about your child, i love the kind of love that comes from poems like this. awesome job!
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what a wonderfully succinct way to cram all that thought, deliberation and painstaking time into one well thought out poem. v. well done.
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Awww how beautiful. I think my parents got mine wrong though. I'm not an Amanda at all. And after 15 years my parents realized it and started calling me Ayla . Lovely poem,sort of lullaby like. I love the metaphor of masks with the possible names.
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This is great, picking out a name for your child sounds exciting..But that's a couple of yrs away for me yet...You sound like a great mom, and I like the name of your child..Great poem..
Cherry
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You sound like a fantastic Mommy. I hope when I have children it's as much of a joy to me as it has been to you.
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I can tell you- I've done lots of exciting things in my life, and nothing- NOTHING has been as much fun as mothering Sebastian. Somehow I thought it would be like babysitting, only much more fun, and instead, it's like you have live-in entertainment and a new set of eyes. It's like the whole world grows another facet, and you get to hold it. It's incredible. He'll be six soon, and what a grand, grand joy he's been!
Edited on Jul 24, 4:29 p.m. because 'i like to schmirl words around'. -
This is such a beautiful poem. It must be wonderful to be a mother.
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good job
That was wonderful, You captured what it felt like to look upon the newborn child and try and capture what his soul was sayign to your in regards to naming his name. -
I like that- "the registration number of your soul."
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~smiles~ i have always believed that there is a great power with in a name. almost as if it were the registration number of your soul. it is very important, i think, to let the name of your child be a gift. although i think much of the names power comes purely from who speaks it and how and why. this was keenly written. and by the way i think Sebastian is a vvery strong name indeed. thanks.
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Wow, I really liked this. Although I'm too young to really relate to this anyhow, the poem just sort of dragged me into your place with your words. Continue writing, you're really good at it.
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