babom-bom-babomCan you hear it?
babom-bom-babomIt wakes me without warning.
babom-bom-babomMy eyes are thrown open,
babom-bom-babomshades drawn to this new world.
babom-bom-babomIt's dark, not yet light out.
babom-bom-babomThe panic comes creeping.
babom-bom-babom Is it the cause, or the effect?
babom-bom-babom I never quite know.
babom-bom-babomMy chest shakes, I can't stop it.
babom-bom-babomMy body no longer keeps time,
babom-bom-babom in this new reality,
babom-bom-babomwhere nothing ever feels "right."
babom-bom-babomAn ever present reminder,
babom-bom-babomthat something is missing.
babom-bom-babomMy body is different.
babom-bom-babomI am different.
babom-bom-babomChanged organically.
babom-bom-babomBaby do you hear it?
babom-bom-babomThat beat that my heart is missing.
babom-bom-babomGone with your last breath.
babom-bom-babom My sweet child, that's you.
~Kristin Binder
posted by Once A Mother on Poetry, To Peyton

What a sweet poem! Are you writing all of these that your posting? If so, you are very good at it. I wish I could express myself this way. *HUGS*
Blue Sparrow. Yes I do write the poems myself. It is a huge outlet for my grief. Many times my intention is to detail my day but but I find myself writing poetry instead. Thanks for the compliment.
This is just beautiful. *hugs* to you
Your poems always capture me. Thank you for sharing them, really!!!!
Kristin that brought tears to my eyes. Thank you so much for sharing yourself and your pain so honestly. As much as you are doing it for you, you are helping me down my own road to acceptance. Hugging you