#csection
There's been a disruption
in your body's
p a tt ern,
b-r-a-n-c-h-i-n-g
river ways
form a road map,
a
maternal
mosaic,
z
i
g
g
z a g g i n g
a c r o s s
peaks
.
.
.
and valleys,
******* >
bums ~
hips ~
and (~) tummies.
Vividly hued
in pinks or reds
or silver threads.
One-of-a-kind,
universal at the same time.
Glitter stria,
shiny, sparkly,
oh-so pretty.
Worn with pride!
Or do they hide?
They test you,
like any child,
REFUSING
to alter their behavior,
REGARDLESS
of how nicely you ask.
Baby's left her mark on you!
Love those lines
as artistic souvenirs,
acquired
on the long journey
to becoming a mother.
Like
Love
Letters
they always have a story.
What does your story tell?
Nov 7, 2019
Nov 7, 2019 at 8:34 PM UTC
https://squirrels2poet2queen.deviantart.com/art/C-section-714557319
UNPUBLISHED
I’m sick of crying ‘fore a scene
In a delivery room
When the father who was obscene
Realizes his ***** went through
It came and dried and released it
A child into the world it perforated
My mother’s belly. A decision an incision
Paternity eternity morality depravity
The ****** broke like Mom’s waters
Soft you once asked me if I had ever seen
A man’s walking ***** Solanas is less obscene
Everything I’ve never told you is burning
Dad from 0 to 17
Bitter is the thought of your existence
Linked with a silver ink I excruciatingly link
My despair to my abhorrence
From scene to obscene I remain your sin
Your daughter I am, the third of your children
You let them fade slowly, we fend and defend
Our roots we deny you, we cry for you
******* pulsating **** you ain’t my end
Nov, 11, 2017
Lyon
Nov 12, 2017
Nov 12, 2017 at 2:00 AM UTC