#motherhood poems on Hello Poetry

Matthew Jan 2019

A moment she was already starting to repress.
That would never come back again...
Though, she gained weight.
Something she couldn't deny.
It was her boyfriend's
she told
them all.

It was okay.
They threw
her a shower
and gave her
gifts.

She smiled
for her
baby.

To come
in
many
months.

Oblivious
to
the

b
l
o
o
d

spil
lin
n
g

from

her

thighs.

A story of an expecting mother

#motherhood #children #love #happiness #laughter

Claire Fitzpatrick Dec 2018

First Family Gathering

After bearing down with all the strength of Venus,
Clenching her jaw as she wrangled with loud cries,
Thoughts and memories of battle vanish,
Drifting away with each stroke of the new bundle.

Choking back tears as he kisses below her crown,
Her forehead speckled with manifestations of struggle,
Licking his lips he tastes maternal salt,
Reaching to clutch the delicate fruit of her labour.

#baby #babe #birth #welcome #love #motherhood #mom #family

Mel Dec 2018

Magic

“Mommy, bees flyin’.”

I stop sorting laundry. “What?!”
My head swivels around to where my son is looking, where the winter morning sun
is streaming through the window.
“Oh! Oh. No baby, those are dust motes.
Just dust floating around.”

The look of wonder on his face never falters. “Oh. Dus mopes.” He reaches his little arms out and stirs the air.
“So pretty, Mommy.” He’s smiling.
So am I.

And so we stand there watching dust swirl around in the sun beams,
forgetting all about the laundry,
but remembering well the sheer
magic of childhood.

For C.

#magic #childhood #motherhood

King Dec 2018

youthful blood

Legs spread, mind scattered
Organs decay, insides battered
The thought runs wild
“did it even ever matter?”

Blood pours, like wine
Ripe berries, already burst
“Childs joy was never mine"
Tears follow, a mother cursed

Blood fills the floor
Search begins for something more
Ripening fear begins to mild
Dire sorrow fills mothers core

Lifeless child, fresh of womb
A mistake, time has forgot
Too ripe, child now faces tomb
And a sorrow, mother lays distraught

#miscarriage #death #depression #motherhood #babies #fetus

Naomie Dec 2018

Almost mom

She looks at her
As she feeds him
As she beams at him
With a mother's pride
Then she wonders quietly
How her baby would've been

She watches her
As she struggles with her crying baby
As she tries to soothe him
As everyone judges her motherhood
As she tries to mother him
And she wonders quietly
About her own
That she never got to hold

She quietly questions
Whether it was a relieving loss
Like a dodged bullet
She quietly wonders
How her single motherhood
Would've been in a judgy community
Of hateful christians

#motherhood #loss #love

cassie marie Nov 2018

care.

nine months
i cared for you
missing classes for appointments
the shame of having to tell my parents
the constant reminder that i have to do this alone

but with pain
comes beauty
knowing that i will be young
ill get to spend a long time with you
it's me and you till the end.

i had to learn to care for you and myself.
without that one word.
with four letters.
and one syllable.
would i know,
how to be a mother.

this is dedicated to my mother because why the hell not.

#motherhood #child #pregnant #happy #care #love #teen #pregnancy #poems #poem

Kathryn Nov 2018

I'm so tired.... Please sleep

Please sleep my baby
It's 2am
Your sweet smile
The way you look at me
I can't be angry with you
Please sleep my baby
I'm so tired
There's nothing wrong
Your clean warm and fed
It's not time to play
Please sleep my baby
I swear the sun will rise soon
How can you have so much energy
Are you laughing at me?
God I love you, but
Please sleep my baby

I'm so tired.... The babe won't sleep.... he's laughing at me....

#motherhood #baby #sleepless

Jawad Nov 2018

STRONG

Strong you are
I do sense you
A mighty will
Despite the tears

You are a soul
Separated from hearts
The hearts you left
On that vast island
Of trivial lives

You keep asking
Will they follow?
And join you
Searching for
The meaning of strive?

You keep asking
What will happen?
Will I continue
Wrestling with fear?

I don’t know for now!
But I do know,
That at the end
Hearts long
For their soul

They will seek it
Beyond the seas
And obstacles
Beyond the fears

They will ask
Very soon
And when they do
The journies begin
No storm and no fire
Can hold them back

For hearts belong
To the soul
Just like children
To their mother

Don’t worry, you will meet them...

#struggle #motherhood #love #children #truth #faith