Pregnant Woman

Bursting, I thud onto the fullest of all pathways -
Near empty room with only dust, blank walls,
Sealed porch, square built.
In my yard, rain drenches and drenches.

Full of heart and observing all the world.
Near bloomed roses,
Inhaling their sweetness, a red perfume.

I am alone.
The children of others, screaming, wanting. They annihilate me.

No. The life inside sews me up with silence -
Everything can happen.

The sun peeks - curled hands around my neck, as a cord tightens.
Shining expressions, and my lover gone away, someplace.

Reviews

[eglantine]

This is beautiful and I don't think I will completely relate until I experience pregnancy myself (which will be in quite a few years time hopefully lol). You capture the "glow" like a secret knowledge of a pregnant woman. I really enjoyed this. Thank you.

[Mickey Hilts]

I can do no more than agree with Eglantine. Wonderful Rosalind.

[Rosalind Gale]

Thank you so much my dear Eglantine -
-x-

[Shmoke-Sifted Heftlander]

Key word: completely; at the risk of not sounding like a dude, you know; lol

[Dr. Wood ?]

from a blokes point of view...I agree with all the ladies.....Great write the killer line is..the life inside me sews me up with silence.......quite brilliant

[Rosalind Gale]

Gosh Doc - thank you so much my friend -
-xxxx-

[Frieda P]

Woo, I don't know whether to say congratulations or ouch! Very intriguing read, full of rancor and bliss at the same time.

[Rosalind Gale]

Thank you Frieda -
-x-

[Shmoke-Sifted Heftlande..]

reminds me of an experience I had recently...sitting and waiting, the sun peeking under one of the large windows after a couple hours; observing this woman with four kids and her parenting skills; just observing; thinking about sliding into a new incarnation like an arm into a sleeve...picking up a kids hat like a helpful ninja...he didn't see me though he was practically facing his hat where I put it..


this is an absolutely gorgeous and lucid poem

the placement of the word "no": exquisite

a lot of uncertainty and transformation expressed..I'm pretty freaking proud of you for this one

[Rosalind Gale]

-xxxxxx-

[Shmoke-Sifted Heftlander]

one thing I forgot to mention...make sure you play him the "nursery crimes" album...it's about toddler doppelgangers and how they interact with the walls of the matrix

but on a serious note, my friend went to a frank zappa concert while she was pregnant with my other friend Ian....How cool is that?!

[Shmoke-Sifted Heftlander]

talk about euphemistic circumlocution!

[Mickey Hilts]

Lovely, as ever.

[Rosalind Gale]

Kiss -

[Mary]

woah! Rosalind- there is power, raw sadness, dressed in images of what should be happy and beautiful- pregnancy, children, sun. stunning work!

[Rosalind Gale]

Thanks so much, Mary -
-x-

[Renée]

full of life, hope & the unknown..

[Rosalind Gale]

Thank you, friend -
-x-

[John Alexander McFadyen]

This Rosalind is a powerful piece full of raw pathos. it makes me see a single pregnant woman abandoned by her lover but resigned to the comfort of her womanhood and the child she carries.

[Rosalind Gale]

Thank you lots John -
-x-

[Leslie Philibert]

I really like the first lines - no messing about here, right away a clear, dramatic image, then the vision in the last couplet, the sun as a menacing image, nicely turned.
Enjoyed looking at this

[Rosalind Gale]

Thank you Leslie, as always -
-x-

[Corset]

As if announced on a loud speaker the smile inside me shouts Rosalind has risen! Go read, and low and behold to what do my shining eyes appear, but the beauty of the one and only. :) Happy day, I miss you preggie :)

[Rosalind Gale]

Kisses kisses -
-x-