Love made flesh in my hands.

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"Love made flesh in my hands."2

Breathless I was3

at your Cesarean entrance,4

amidst bloody bandages, 5

and flesh spread into a portal,6

tiny head bent, and bloody,7

fists clenched as you emerged,8

to cry out at the world's embrace.9

Dumbstruck I grew when they, 10

brought you to me all fresh and clean,11

and wrapped in soft cloth.12

What gift of God is this,13

perfection granted, 14

but once in my life,15

love made flesh in my hands,16

blue eyes wide with wonder,17

gazing deeper into mine,18

then even my own retrospections.19

6 pounds of precious20

this wingless angel21

my son, my sun, 22

who I will orbit around23

until I fall meteor like24

into the depths 25

of the earth...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................26

...Where he will stand breathless,27

amidst my octogenarian exit,28

if fate allows,  29

among blood red roses30

and flesh spread into a portal 31

that grants entrance to eternal rest32

weary head bent, and wrinkled33

fists unclenched, and hands crossed34

as my soul cries out,35

at this world's denial,36

of my son, my sun.37

Dumbstruck and cold,38

prepared and wrapped, 39

in a satin lined box,40

all fresh and clean.41

What a gift of God was this,42

my Life, and him,43

perfection sustained,44

and blessing me so much more, 45

then once in my many days,46

love made flesh in my hands.47

Blue eyes wide with tears now48

gazing deeply 49

with fond reflections50

as they lower me into51

the womb of Mother earth52

where 166 pounds of 53

flesh are exchanged54

for an angel with wings55

bearing my soul beyond56

my son, my sun,57

with fond farewells58

and the knowledge 59

we will meet again60

when he is reborn to me61

in a heavenly embrace
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~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~Artis63

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  • Midori-Ayana
    January 6
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    I had to log in to Storywrite to do this

    beginning: 5, language: 5, plot: 5, ending: 5, dialog: 5, characters: 5.

  • Midori-Ayana
    January 6
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    I hadn't comment in one of your poems in a while (and I do appologize for that, been working!), but I just read this and... wow... all I have to say is that it was truly beautiful. The cycle of life is amazing, beginning with the miracle of birth, and ending with the miracle of death. Writing it from the father's point of view was a great choice. The second part was the one that moved me the most (the first one was amazing too). Knowing that the voice was the one of someone that no longer existed in the physical world really gave me the chills.

    Again, the poem was very moving... and I won't deny it... yes... I cried. But it takes great talent to touch a reader in such a way.


  • Beverlynohime
    January 3
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    THIS IS ABSOLUTELY GORGEOUS ABOUT A BABY!
    I knew where you were going with this from your first two lines what wonderful...well somewhat gross...haha but what wonderful imagery! It's absolutely perfect in every sense of the way!
    Congrats!


  • Mezclita
    May 26, 2008
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    Interesting and beautiful! Like the repetition used although at times it felt a bit forced. Is this a true story? A big CONGRATZ if so... ^^ P.S. had it been written from a more Eastern perspective (i.e. Buddhism) you'd be reborned to him... just thought I'd share though honestly I have no clue which, if either, actually takes place... lol~ TC<3

  • Aesthete2000
    April 14, 2008

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    All-encompassing.
    narrated with such elegance,
    life thru life.
    Truly exceptional!

    I am so pleased to have found your work.

    Bravo!

    Aesthete

  • heartnsoul
    October 30, 2005
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    glorious

    Artis,
    I'm awed! How deeply touching and wonderfully expressed a father's first meeting. Love made flesh, those words soared into my heart like cupids arrow! For it is exactly how one feels when first we lay eyes on our child. Overwhelming is this especially when it comes with kmowledge that this tiny being is a product of love. Emotions peaked when we wait for loves first cry. That moment seems like time stood still, it is a deafening silence the wait. Any person that is not brought to tears by that sound, well, I just don't know what to say. For me to this day, whether it be another child or the rememberence of my own, will cause my throat to tighten, and tears to drop from my face in joyous wonder. God picked just the right sound at just the right pitch, a baby's first cry. Not a soul that walks the earth can top that one! Artis, how you take this from the entering of the world to the leaving of it truly does wash the heart with the love of everything in between. Congratulations on your silver......I have to say though, this one,is filled with gold. Your cup does runneth over.
    ~Michelle~


  • bladed-silence
    June 1, 2005
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    when i read this, i got the idea that the son hadn't died, the ending of the poem seemed to be talking about the poet's own eventual death and comparing it to the child's birth. it seems that many commenters read it differently though... care to enlighten us?

  • cherche -d -ame
    May 31, 2005
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    being a mom , it is wonderful to read the thoughts and feelings of a dad . This leaves me with a warm feeling in my heart , so all I have is applause to give and to wish you the very best in this contest,
    Reenie


  • Kalima
    May 28, 2005
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    This was truly amaizing and very beautiful...Im a mother of a beautiful son who I almost lost when I was having him. He had hear failure as I was pushing and they could see the his head so the nurse rubbed his head to get his heart going again. He had heart surgery done at two days old and almost lost him twice. It was a rough time~but he made it through so I can almost relate to what your going through. I am very sorry for your loss and I know this had to be hard to write. I coludn't imagine the pain your going through. But keep on writing because this was truly beautiful.... Stacey

  • Ava Noire
    May 28, 2005
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    You captured the beauty of creating life with your passionate descriptions, THEN you told us of your loss, with the same passion you always write with. I am truly truly sorry for your loss if this is personal.


  • from1chalice
    May 28, 2005
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    Well done, well done. Finally someone used this: "my son, my sun". They are the sun to us fathers. When they are around, they light up the place.

    Colors you chose reveal you as a true artist.

    Reminded me of my own,
    Thanks,

    Chalice

  • LdyBrknWing
    May 28, 2005
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    It's been a very long time since I've been by your pages, artis, and now that I'm here, reading this beautiful work, I'm reminded why, a little over a year ago, when I found (quite by accident) this amazing site call AllPoetry, that I became so enamored with your beautiful work! I've yet to find another with your unique sense of style, and the ability to literally mesmerize your reader with the sheer magic of words! Such a beautiful tribute to your son/sun! Beautiful work, my friend! Much luck in the contest!
    Paula


  • Imokon
    May 26, 2005
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    I was far from expecting that last bit, after making me want to have one of my own (which is rare) you dropped a heavy stone in my belly, smushing all the wee butterflies/mini angels.
    Ok maybe not that extreme... you poor/evil artis.
    Good luck in the contest.
    (& I hope this wasn't personal, otherwise I apologize for your loss)

  • klassy lassy
    May 25, 2005
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    Artis, I read this the other night and thought I had posted my comment. It was late, so perhaps I did not click on submit. I am so moved by the tenderness you express toward your son. Children do center our lives with such blessings and the awe of birth carries an overwhelming impact, for sure. We can't even fathom the depth of the bond we develop until life cyles again. This write made me reflect on some incredible blessings in my life. Thank you for sharing with me.


  • maryannde
    May 25, 2005
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    So many men are either unable or unwilling to express the kind of emotion you have penned in this beautiful poem. Your words have touched my heart so completely.

    "my son, my sun" was a perfection of wording.

    Truly an enjoyable piece Artis!

  • blueeyestexas
    May 25, 2005
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    Wahhhhhhhh!!! Man, this was deeply loving...amazing, amazing, amazing....

    Peace, Kelly

  • Melissa Gayle gold member
    May 25, 2005
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    This is wonderful, I have two sons myself, they are my life, my joy...this was written from the heart and leaves me speechless.


  • Mandy Pants
    May 25, 2005
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    wow artis this is amazing. how old is your son, your sun, anyways?

  • Touchof1der
    May 25, 2005
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    I am... speechless here. I have read several pieces in the past that you have penned, referencing your son, but this one just leaves me with that feeling of complete awe that overwhelms a parent when you make that initial eye contact with this amazing little life that you had a hand in creating. Flesh or your flesh, blood of your blood and even if they are raised worlds apart... the laws of creation and science has proven, they will still have certain quirks and characteristics that have been passed down from their true parentage. The whole process is simply remarkable. Thank you for sharing this artis. I love it.
    ♥ Kimberly

  • orchidfalls
    May 25, 2005
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    LOVELY

    Extremely beautiful and wonderful,it depicts your love and true feelings that only a mother ,a woman ,and a very sensitive soul

  • Marissa Ann Scott
    May 25, 2005
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    Beautiful!

    Beautiful write!

    I adored it. There is no greater theme that love (and adding birth to it) icing on the cake! Perfect!

    I enjoyed this write. It was wonderful. And poignant.

    Great write!

    Gypsybelle.

  • sonnet queen jade
    May 25, 2005
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    Wow, this is so beautiful! It reminds me of when my godson was born. Hope this little bundle is doing well!

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