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Birth Poem
« on: February 23, 2012, 03:27:54 am »
Inspired by Mistre and the beautiful poem his father wrote for him when he was born, I thought I would post the poem I wrote after Eldest Female Offspring was born. It is the one hundred and ninety-first poem I wrote.

Birth Poem

Hey little girl, you with the big appetite

The first time I saw you, naked, squalling
laid on my belly with your cord still pulsing
oh darling, I was overcome with your hunger
you bruised my nipple with your voracity
you knew what to do and you set out for it.
Oh god I loved you from your first stirrings
I loved your kick and I loved your anger
your lust for life, your outraged screaming
your slimy wet nuzzlings at my bosom!
They counted your fingers and exclaimed
at how long they were, how strong you were.
I knew your strength, I’d felt it for months
counting the jolts in my belly and smiling
at our own inner secret, our union, our bond
and you, here, finally outside me, covered
in blood and vernix and all I could think of
was how soft your skin was, how beautiful
your hair. Eleven hours of labor, nothing!
I could do it again, on my head, arms tied!
Your father wept, proudly; like a little girl
was how he described it, like his daughter.
And you, my darling, my pride, oblivious
to us and to all but your discomfort at this
sudden change of environment, you slid
into our world all purple and mad, full of
the rage of the newborn, perfectly righteous,
perfectly formed, perfectly loved, and all,
everything, was in an instant perfectly right.

“I’m guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk,” Charles Wick said. “It was very complicated.”


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Re: Birth Poem
« Reply #1 on: February 23, 2012, 05:03:07 am »
Potent. What does your daughter think of it?
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Re: Birth Poem
« Reply #2 on: February 23, 2012, 05:15:07 am »
See, now that's the kind of thing I wish I had felt about having the monkey, but I mostly just never want to think about it ever again, and never do it again probably. :shudder:  Ever ever ever.

Oddly enough, this poem illustrates reason 191 of why Nigel is so awesome.
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« Reply #3 on: February 23, 2012, 07:07:47 am »
:) you guys are awesome!

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“I’m guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk,” Charles Wick said. “It was very complicated.”


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Re: Birth Poem
« Reply #4 on: February 23, 2012, 02:21:07 pm »
Sweet!
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Re: Birth Poem
« Reply #5 on: February 23, 2012, 08:43:52 pm »
I do not have words for how awesome this is.

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« Reply #6 on: February 24, 2012, 12:01:01 am »
Aw! :thanks:
“I’m guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk,” Charles Wick said. “It was very complicated.”