Lullaby for a Stillborn Child


She rocks the baby in her arms,
Pillaret of salt, lips of balm,
Its fragile, evanescent weight
Shores up her sanity and calm.

If longing could defibrillate
Its brittle heart, or aspirate
Those vacant lungs, so would it wail
A piercing, joyous keen. Too late.

The window light begins to fail
Over her charge, so small, so frail.
Too soon they will return to sweep
This desolation from her grail.

Her lullaby meanders, deep
Against the night’s unyielding keep:
Sleep little baby, baby sleep,
Sleep little baby, baby sleep.


39 comments:

  1. I almost dare not post anything. Even waiting for the poem has irony... so so heartbreaking.

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  2. .. sleep little baby, soo perfect and new sleep little baby sleep, this world was not meant for you.

    May you rest in peace

    Thank you for posting this.

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  3. Yeah mon; thanx for posting this ! <:-) You will never know how timely...
    ur liege,
    Danzr Von Thai

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  4. This poem touches my heart.

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  5. Short link- http://bit.ly/s4stillborn

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  6. This is one of my favourite pieces...
    "If longing could defibrillate
    Its brittle heart; or aspirate
    Those vacant lungs, so would it wail
    A piercing, joyous keen. Too late."

    Beautiful.

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  7. Anonymous9:28:00 AM

    A deep soulful view of eternity’s dilemma ~ so much content in your skill Sam ~ Thank you for the pause & contemplation.

    38 harmony

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  8. Beautifully done. "If longing could defribillate / its brittle heart; or aspirate / those vacant lungs"

    Wonderful.

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  9. Make me weep. Beauty, aching, peace. Bless you for daring to write these words.

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  10. oh my sam....this made my heart ache...but you did wonders with the form..such a tender write in all its heartbreaking sadness..

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  11. ugh....def a painful one man...so sad...i am the second son though the first to live...and i have many friends that have gone through this as well...hard man...nicely done...

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  12. Moving and sad.
    One expects 'hush, little baby', which of course is a luxury no longer available. No sound to hush, only the long silent sleep.

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  13. Wonderful. Terrible. Sad. K.

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  14. Heartbreakingly lovely.

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  15. What a sad and terribly chilling write....Wonderful form to use ~

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  16. that's really good. the first stanza, that rocking the baby will calm her...that's what got to me


     care for those age’d until the end

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  17. Way, way too sad. Very well written. Excellente!

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  18. Sweet and sad. Having friends who have been through this experience, I think you have caught it well.

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  19. This is beautiful:

    "Pillaret of salt, lips of balm,
    Its fragile, evanescent weight"

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  20. beautifully penned. haunting. the heartbreak is palpable in this tender piece.

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  21. Beautiful. Thank you.

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  22. This is absolutely beautiful.

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  23. Sad, but well written. Your words touched me to my heart. http://leah-jamielynn.typepad.com/

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  24. Heartfelt, tender, brilliantly portrayed and timeless.

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  25. One of the most beautiful poems I have ever read. This poem should be shared with funeral societies; I can imagine an interest in purchasing it for framing in order to console heartbroken families. It is a work of such depth and could mean so much to so many...

    (Your use of the word grail here is breathtaking.)

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  26. Sam - this is a perfect demonstration of why the world needs poets. Anything else I might say would just be inadequate.

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  27. wow... you've captured the full emotions here... hubby lost a child... unless one has experienced it... it's hard to capture... but you have... may it be used to heal

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  28. Pierced my mother's heart...

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  29. A poignant story that the form helps to convey so well

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  30. A rousing applause...I'm afraid sleep may have to wait! ;) Simply beautiful...

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  31. What I really love about this form, so poignantly expressed here in this lullaby, is that it magnifies the meaning by its shape and choice of repeated rhymes. In every case I think it forces the reader to link the text to its psychological and emotional depths."Sleep little baby, baby sleep." makes every word count and by their repetition imbues the entire experience with sadness, and somehow also ameliorates the pathos with release. Eloquently written.

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  32. Such a fine use of both form and lullaby - exquisite. As others have said - pierces the heart of any parent, I believe ...

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  33. This is beautiful and very touching.

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  34. This is so tenderly beautiful. Just inspired. The form suits it tremendously.

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  35. So sad- so beautifully written, this is a perfect example of how to blend one's own poetic style with poetic form. The subject matter here is such a difficult one- you handle it so well- and the entire thing is just steeped in poignancy- well done my friend- I learnt a lot from reading this

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  36. Tender and lovely with a wonderful sense of the form. I think your work in this brings out the beauty of what is a very sad moment. Turning sadness and terror into beauty takes much craft and great heart. Excellent writing.

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  37. A tender, poignant lullaby for this wee one too soon gone.

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  38. so sad yet so beautiful thank you for sharing x

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