Stillborn

Stillborn

A Poem by Laura Harrison

It was time.

For 9 months I had carried you around in my stomach;

I had cooed over adorable dresses and booties and pored over ‘Parenting for Dummies’,

Chosen the essential accessories and converted the guest bedroom into a nursery,

All ready for your arrival.

Now it was time for you to be brought into this world

Time for you to start your exhilarating journey on this crazy and wonderful planet.

 

As I lay in the hospital bed I tried to ignore the excruciating pain and “just kept pushing” as the midwife told me.

Because very soon, the agony would be worth it-

I would get to see your sweet, angelic face and hold your tiny, delicate body in my arms,

I would get to hear that high-pitched wail that would mean you were finally alive…

But, you didn’t cry.

© 2013 Laura Harrison


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this is so moving...what a nightmare this must have been. you've managed to take us along your excitement for having a baby then down your road of sorrow for losing him. very touching...

Posted 10 Years Ago


your write is very moving, very great to be able to put your wistful words of a shocking reality in sucha beautifully creative put!

Posted 10 Years Ago


This is something I'm sure no pregnant woman or her husband wants to hear. The small halfway cliffhanger allows us to think about what this mother would be thinking after her child died by using the clues from what she was thinking before her child was born. I met a guy the other day who was all worried because at 6 am that morning his wife had told him she was pregnant. He said his wife had another kid from her other marriage but that the child was basically his. He was a nervous wreak as a year she had been pregnant and they lose the kid, stillborn. He was just praying the baby would be healthy. He told me this all within five minutes of us meeting each other, funny I still don't know his name. It seems like no matter who we are or even whether or not we like kids no one wants to deliver a dead baby.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Chilling. Compelling. Moving. Not something someone who is pregnant ever wants to think about, that is for sure. As for the style, I would suggest removing the passive past tense, as in I carried, I cooed, etc.

Posted 10 Years Ago


wow that was realy strong and powerfull, amazing write!!!

Posted 10 Years Ago


Oh my....sometimes a poem touches me and is hard to leave a comment, just know this was felt x

Posted 10 Years Ago


This is just so sad I have no words.Great write as usual.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Very nice transformation of reality into the words. Yeah! Very well penned write. You've a great talent of converting the pain, the feelings into the words. Nice work.

Posted 10 Years Ago


One of my cousin's was a stillborn. You touched me with this. "But, you didn't cry", a perfect end to the poem.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Michelle N. H.

10 Years Ago

That's nice. It's a sad affair, a tough one to handle, for the closest family in particular. You cap.. read more
Laura Harrison

10 Years Ago

Thank you :)
Michelle N. H.

10 Years Ago

You're certainly very welcome :)

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Laura Harrison
Laura Harrison

Ashton-under-Lyne, Greater Manchester, United Kingdom



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