Pregnancy Poems

This is for all the females who've had the chance to enjoy the journey of pregnancy.  It isn't a easy path but a rewarding one.  The ups and downs of gorwoing a child in you is thrilling and draining. These poems are from all aspects of this ride.

Freedom

They call out "hi," as I walk into the room

of smiles with my made up face.

I wave back like a toy princess doll.

The gifts stand in a corner,

I'm led to a chair labeled "Mom to be."

I fight the urge to run like the princess

on the day of her arranged marriage.

They cover me with baby blankets and pacifiers

that becomes lead chains.

The poison seeps through like

water through a sieve.

The room spins like a merry-go-round.

I finally hear the waves - I smile.

Loss of a Friend

The coffee wafts under my nose

like the perfume of a lady gliding

by, it lingers minutes after she leaves.

I inhale, allowing the vapors

to soothe my neglected throat

but I cough - 

I grab the counter as I ride the scrambler - 

full speed at work.

I hold my breath struggling for the surface,

as I empty the grounds,

I gasp for air.

I walk back to the counter eyeing

my co-worker, like a dog waiting for a treat,

who sips her coffee as a fine wine - I sigh.

Tide

My belly ripples like a wave

as you aim your tiny feet,

kicking repetiously.

Rushing forth and receding slowly out

like a tide,

but instead of the moon

the sun is your guide.

At 7:00 a.m. I feel the first splashes

against my abdomen.

4:00 p.m. the kicks are waves

suitable for a surfer,

By 7:00 p.m. you negin to relax

with slow lapping - 

a soft kiss goodnight.