I walk blades of glass
trying not to bleed
I walk gingerly
one day to the next
it tears at me
the line I tread
between what’s real
what’s not
screams as I am
on my knees
I cannot find my way
to help those who I love
to those who are in pain
together we walk
gingerly
‘cross glass blades
©jmtacken 19 Feb 2014
Photo Credit: Enterkey
protected cocooned
within soft fluid
I held you
dreaming dreams floating
circling in the space
you held your own
to do with as you pleased
attached only by umbilical
gravity unknown
no centre universe
attracting you to earth
content to linger
till your time came
my hand held across my belly
felt you squirm and roll
punch and kick
watching as my skin popped
a visible sign of you
and there you were
through pain and squirming
of my own
bringing you to the world
saying my first hello
cradling you in my arms
kissing every inch of you
I will protect you
I can’t cocoon you
I would give my life to save yours
my sheer wonder
my girl/s
©jmtacken Jan 26th 2014
Daughter # 2 Kayla
Daughter # 1 Beck and her husband Eug
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mindlovemisery.wordpress.com Prompt 40
Writing anything on – Sheer Wonder
I had that inner and outer glow when a life grew inside me and felt small fists and kicks from tiny feet
I watched as my stomach jumped with an internal cricket beneath its skin
I cried at movies when there was no need and laughed for the same reason
I read books about to how to raise your kids, only to heed my inner voice
I dressed in clothes that had to stretch and donned unflattering 'tent's'
I wish now for T-Shirts that showed the world, I was to become a mum
I cringed with cramps from over-doing
I sulked at the sight of wine, that had to wait for another day, or the cigarette I couldn't have
I smiled at hands that wanted to feel the life within
I thought of names, only to decide after they were born, as the decision was at our first meeting
I felt the nurses as they probed to assess dilation
I squinted at fluorescent lights that shone brightly on my bared body in the room, without humiliation
I felt the pain as it hammered through me, time and time again and wondering if it would cease
I shuddered as I felt the needle in my back
I winced being told one more push, feeling the sweat trickle off my brow and hoped that this would end
BUT
I remember hearing a babies cry
I remember my tears letting go as she was given to me to hold ~ my cricket
I do remember becoming a mother for the first time
and I remember ~ as if it was only yesterday
©jmtacken Nov 2013
Ramblings From A Mum 