Emerge from the water
Droplets spraying
Sun shining
Brush off the water and worries
Expel the medical world
Fresh Start
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Te Wahi Ora Women's Retreat - Writers Posts
Hello or Goodbye?
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Will I get to see my precious son alive?
Am I preparing for his first hello?
Or bracing for his final goodbye?
What You Didn’t Know
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To Luke
You were too young to understand
The world into which you were thrust
You were used to holding Mummy’s hand
And having her full attention
Vacuum of Pain
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3 days old
Monitors beeping
A rude intrusion
The backdrop to a cacophony of stimuli
Wires running
Ulraviolet light spilling
Syringes filling
Breathing
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Is he dead or is he alive?
Will he make it through the night?
Listening, straining
Soft puffs of air breathing
100m Dash
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Sweat gleaming, glistening
Panting
Bending over
Struggling for breath
Visiting Time
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I’m a little scared to visit, Mama,
‘Cause I’m not sure who I’ll find;
A face that has a ‘knowing look’,
Or a lost and puzzled mind.
Take my hand
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Let me take you by the hand,
Feel my touch and understand,
That I will never let you go,
While you peacefully slumber so.
Hide and Seek
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Coming ready or not, you call,
And I scramble one last time,
To find a dark secluded spot,
That I can claim as mine.
Oh Mama
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They say, they can’t control her,
I say, let her anger have its voice.
They say, she cannot be contained,
I say,
Her mind is a cage.
Let her spirit be free.