the child-free by CReese

Your menses will not let you forget You remember the children you longed And prayed for and did not get The small wee clothes and shoes, so cute, but never filled The giggles never uttered, the tears never spilled You will never comfort or console Nor scream in frustration, out of control You will never punish...

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Kim
7 months ago

this was raw – belied by the structure of your poem and the rhyme you use, to great effect I must add.
very emotional and heart-sick – in longing and the grief and blame, laid so bare.
I don’t understand why woman automatically do the self-blame game , like it’s something we did or did not do, like it’s at all in our self-control?? it just amplifies the feelings of worthlessness. And its not true! Please, if this is your reality – its not you.
Be kind. To yourself especially. xx 💔

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7 months ago

Oh wow, this is such a raw and emotive poem. Heartbreaking in fact. I have often wondered at times at how unfair it is that some people seem to spawn children with no real care or love of them and others who would make the most amazing parents are left with empty arms. Thank you for sharing this beautiful poem.

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7 months ago

Such a mature and accessible poem. Thank you

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7 months ago

Powerful and you capture the emotions of this situation well. It is heartbreaking, but so many women both need and understand this poem.

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7 months ago

I know this void, those empty arms.