Tags : Birth

Birth

Birth

A Story by Indi135


A story of a birth in the most arduous of circumstances.
Mother

Mother

A Poem by Emily Murman


Had my pink baby fingers been dexterous enough to grasp those afternoons hanging like dust breathed into a beam of creamy light, ..
Fly

Fly

A Poem by Kirsty Woodward


calm
Divorce

Divorce

A Story by AB


A journey to life through the birth of oneself. An observation that all transitions share a similar pattern.
I fear

I fear

A Poem by Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere


The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown. H. P. Lovecraft
Turtle Hatch, Haiku 1

Turtle Hatch, Haiku 1

A Poem by James


After witnessing a sea turtle hatch
OWONGO AND THE FACTS OF LIFE

OWONGO AND THE FACTS OF LIFE

A Story by Peter Rogerson


Here I revisit a stone-age ancestor of mine... and the miracle of life.
Relationships

Relationships

A Poem by Earl Schumacker


Sea shore contemplations on relations
The World that i seek... for Her

The World that i seek... for Her

A Poem by Mrinalini R


The poetess is a pregnant woman awaiting the birth of her first child
Untitled Document

Untitled Document

A Poem by Michael Iam Bone


This poem is about writing at it's core and its potential.
THE TROUBLE WITH GENDER

THE TROUBLE WITH GENDER

A Chapter by Peter Rogerson


Maria's baby is well on the way in a stable one dark night.
 THE BIRTH

THE BIRTH

A Chapter by Peter Rogerson


After a pregnancy comes the birth...
Birth of Christ

Birth of Christ

A Poem by Randy Johnson


Joseph and Marytried to find shelter but they were unable.Finally, an innkeeper gave them permission to use his stable.Jesus was born in that stable a..
Mom Thought I Would Be A Girl

Mom Thought I Would Be A Girl

A Poem by Randy Johnson


DEDICATED TO AGNES JOHNSON (1948-2013) WHO PASSED AWAY ON MARCH 6, 2013.
How lucky can I be?

How lucky can I be?

A Poem by Andre Peterson


Have you ever heard a voice so small?So gentle?It could bring my quarrelsto ease.As I look intoyour eyes,as I hold you as the most precious thing in m..
Intimacy & Immediacy

Intimacy & Immediacy

A Poem by Sarah Roehrig


A very haunted memory