Description: If anyone has ever lost a child, they can relate. Though I would have been a teenage mother, I would have given anything for that child that grew inside of me. To this day that one event has helped me to grow and learn. Even as a speaker on teenage pregnancy.
She was to be named ...Lily -------------------------------------------
Tiny, bulbous droplets of blood fall to the floor
Even within the confines of this surgical view
Alarms dinging, bells ringing, people shouting
The words echoing in my mind
Still....still I could hear the blood splash upon the floor
Still groggy from exertion, hours of labor
Yet...there was silence, where there should be cries
No magical moments of bliss
Even my heart could feel the icy grip of death stealing the life from the room
So young, still I knew
As faces grimm stepped from my bedside
Eyes low, inspecting the floor
'There's nothing more we can do'
Those words still haunt my sleep
She was to be named Lily.......
Sleep in heavenly slumber she does
The clouds...her pillows
Sleep well little one
I remember this. You've been through so much, it's nice to see that you're able to get some of this junk out of your soul and out into the open. If this is how you can vent it away, keep it up. I can't help but cry reading this, and I can't help but want to reach out and hug you. You've got such a big heart, use it wisely Avry, you deserve a chance to be happy, to have love, to know what being loved is all about. Don't run away anymore, stick it out and show the world who you are, the girl I know is worth so much more than what she's shown.
There's no words. There's nothing I can say except that it is excellent. The way the words flow and weave and pull you in. They let you in, into this world. A helpless mother losing her child. And to think people abort their children as if they were piles of trash.
I'm trying to figure out something to comment, but finding that I just can't. This is so personal, so painful. I have two daughters myself, one of them when I was a teen. I can't begin to imagine that pain. This is beautifully written and definitely conveys the pain and anguish of that night. I'm so sorry. Traci
Avry, First of all, bravo for speaking on teenage pregnancy there are not enough of you around.
This was a very emotional poem that was written extremely well. Your descriptions and what you felt are so clear. I read this and was touched by your ability to write this in such a beautiful way as to describe a scene that I feel must have been extremely scary and distressing for you.
“Still…still I could hear…” “Still…” The pause with the first line…and the repetition of the word in the second – that is powerful and well done. It may have just been me, but the words that followed seemed just fillers (not saying that in a bad way) the “Still” was what touched the heart strings. I can only see you, realizing that Lily was “still” and the burning into your soul that scene in the hospital – the sounds, the smells, the people…”still” within you…
My heart goes out to you the loss of a child at any age is never easy or “ok” (just because you were young). Someday, my friend, you will hold that life in your hands, cuddle the warmth of sunshine within your arms and your child will be most loved by that generous and warm heart you possess.
Beautiful and incredible piece Avry *Hugs to you *(this time from me) Lisa
I can't even begin to imagine the pain you feel for the loss of your child. I myself am the father of a 3 year old son and I don't know what I would do if anything ever happened to him. this poem makes me appreciate him all that much more. I am truely and deeply sorry for your loss but I do believe as you appear to by the ending of your poem that your child is in a better place and is waiting to be with you again someday.
Cold chills ran up my spine as I read this piece.I'm so sorry for your loss. That sounds rediculous I know. I'm glad that you were able to share this with us in such well written detail. The pain and loss for one single moment truly became mine. Hang Tough, Sageeriol
This is so very heart-wretching. I threatened miscarriages with 2 of my four children, and my oldest son was born with a Apgar of 2. He was too big (almost 11 lbs). That knowing there's something wrong is a horrible feeling. I was lucky enough that CRP and oxygen worked on Caleb. I am sorry that it didn't work out that way for you. It is nice to see that you've found some peace in the tragedy, but i know that it doesn't make up for not having her with you. I've always thought that Lily is a beautiful name. No structural comments n this piece, but this is a peice of your heart and as such the rest is of little consequence. jan
I have been throught this myself. Although I actually gave birth at home... I was only 14, it was really sad. I am now 7 1/2 months pregnant with my second child. I have had 3 miscarriages, and I also have a son. This time it's a girl, and I'm hoping and praying that everything goes right.
This poem really touched me. I don't think it needs further explanation.
damn, this is so sad. i'm sorry that this had to happen to you. two of my friends have had miscarriages, but really early on. i think that's what scares me the most, because i would lose my mind. i can't imagine... but, be strong. keep your head up high... ...bb...
She was to be named Lily... Sleep in heavenly slumber she does The clouds...her pillows Sleep well little one Sleep well...
Absolutely delivers the emotion home. My sister had a miscarriage... it was very sad for all of us, even now I still imagine what our lives are missing without the child who should be making tiny footsteps.
This was really emotional, I could really experience it and relate to it second hand. Very good write you delivered the topic perfectly
a miscarriage. you delivered it quite amazingly. you picked up from right in the middle of the action that ended in tragedy. like the way you made the reader visualise everything that was occurent of the moment. well at least, i was able to project a clear image of what was happening. and lily is such a pretty name...
im crying right now QT. Wow. I want a child of my own someday. want a daughter more. I dont know what i would do. Anyway, this was a great poem. it was very deep. Raw emotion. heck it even brought tears to my eyes. you are very strong as a writter and a person. Fly high! in my eyes youll allways soar.
It has always been my feeling that the very best poetry comes from inspiration, sometimes born of happiness, sometimes pain. I understood, as much as a man can, the pain and sadness of your lose in this piece. It is a tribute to your talent that you were able to write as beautiful work as you have dispite the hurt you have endured. Thank you for sharing, Dan
Ah, words are inadequate to the burdens of the heart. There are no words of comfort or support that will ever sooth the pain of something like this. I can't be objective about this poem, nor offer any criticisms of merit.
No one can speak of absolute heart ache until they have to bury their child. That has got to be every parents worst nightmare coming to reality. Life often times takes us through events and during those events we are often shouting why? why me? why now? why? yet if we listen closely enough we hear answers.
This is just an amazing piece and though it is a very personal one to you and one in which I can not relate to it is still going to my favorites. why you ask? because of the eloquent way in which you delivered this love, loss and pain...
Many blessings to you...and remember always smile because Lily is always watching...