FAYE

Yes Faye was a miracle; I call her my little angel because she died on October 3rd 1973.

Silent Scream

Oh, god where’s it coming from? / Thru’ fingers like dry sand. / I know I haven’t cut myself / but there’s blood upon my hand.

photo boxes and red leather shoes

your entire life / reduced down to small flashes / kept in a box

Where?

Where is, my baby? / What have, I done? / Conceived too young, / So now it’s gone. / A boy or a girl / I will never know.

The Numb After

Rantings of Grief

Heartbroken

…some wounds never heal

Ashes

Mary stayed home the day I picked up our daughter’s ashes from the funeral home. I dressed slowly that morning, carefully pulling my jeans …

One Night Stand.

(Mature)

not just a dream

a mother’s words for her unborn baby

Chew, Baby, Chew

The gum that holds us together is getting old; / The flavor is lacking, the spring is slacking, / And as it begins to tear, we begin to st…

Angel Baby

I saw your heart beating, your tiny arms and legs. / Just days before, the rivers of red bled.

CRADLE AND ALL – A Lullaby

When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall, / And down will come baby, cradle and all. / No, wait, that’s absurd, that’s a mad lullaby, / …

Baby boy

Curled up in the back / She avoids the questions and stares / All they do are remind her / Of thats not right there

Charlotte maitland-cullen

Tiny limbs flaring; flciking. / Sweet voice of no words. / Cotton dustings of blond; / toothless innocence.

The Loss Of A Baby!

My Sympathy, / goes out….. / to you both. / In this moment, / of sadness. / And sorrow. / Nothing can replace, / the loss of a baby. …

BABY’S LAST KICK.

Had that been the baby’s last kick? / She wonders looking back now at / The photograph Tommy took, with / Her standing by the bed with h…

To Remember.

She wanted to remember / her baby as she was. / Not the last image / of paleness and cold flesh / and the white scrawl / wrapped loosely…

UPON A DAY.

Once upon a day / she would have kept it in / and have said nothing / about the loss of baby / and the way / he treated her / for losin…

HEART BREAK.

There’s not a day goes by that a heart doesn’t get broken, her grandmother said. Lilly could hear the words; they battered at her ears like…

Stillborn

is it lonely up there / all the stars are beautiful / and shining alongside you / I never knew you / but I feel your force around me / like…

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