Gift of Life
by Budd Nelson
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the thought for this came from the dearest person in this world to me, i wish i could have done it and her better justice here.
An explosive beautiful moment
between two passionate lovers.
Then another is more than a thought
an unseen seed of living breath.
Time and love brings the seed to aware
feelings and sensations begin.
Continually evolving senses
in a world of fluid safety.
This life is pulsing constant vibrant
hunger has never to be known.
In time, awareness instills a trust
and with the loving pulse comes sound.
Gentle souds of soothing quality
come with a calming warmth inside.
Then that reaization of touching
soft movements coming from without.
movement, yes movement from without where
self control gained movement within.
After and after touches and warmth
this fluid world of pulsing life.
Oh, what the world is slipping away
shoving, pushing behind the world.
pain, the pushing now more touching, where
Out, cold, falling, no world, fear, cold.
Rubbing, handling, world gone, wrapped warmer
handling another but so known.
The pullse, soft, outside but the same pulse
warmth, something being put inside.
soft, with a taste familiar, warm good
Pulse soft, taste known, be this my world?
The miracle has now just happened
and two new parents are smiling.
two pairs of glistening bright green eyes
gaze in wonder at this new babe.
Natures gift to thier loving passion
and now a family is born.
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|Reviewed by JMS Bell
|ONE NOTABLE, UNIQUE PIECE OF WORK, BUDD. I WILL KEEP THIS. THANKS SO MUCH FOR SHARING YOUR GREAT ARTISTIC TALENT WITH US. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE & HIS INSPIRATIONS|
|Reviewed by S Bergerac (Reader)
|Dear sir one of the most exceptional narratives I've seen on the beginnings of birth. EXCELLENT!
I bow and tip my hat to you
|Reviewed by Laura Fall
|So beautifully written as always Truly excellent poetry Laura|
|Reviewed by Annabel Sheila
|Children bring boundless joy...right from the very first moment they enter the world....lovely poem, Budd! All the joy of birth reflected in that last stanza!!!
|Reviewed by Vivian Dawson
|The miracle of birth *Budd*
and the love that brought it
about is properly enhanced by
this awesome writing by you..
|Reviewed by Laurel Lamperd
|Lovely, Budd. Gazing at your baby for the first time is an indescribable feeling. Laurel|
|Reviewed by Sandy Hoynacki (Reader)
|There’s nothing quite like reading a poem that makes a strong emotional impact on the readers like this one does. It is written with deep heart and soul and tells what parenthood stands for and what love between a man and woman emits when as one they become a family unit. Beautifully penned, Budd... Beautiful indeed.
|Reviewed by Mary Ann Biddinger
Beautifully penned precious miracles of the heart.
Lady Mary Ann
|Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart
|This is perfection Budd. I don't think anyone could have written it any better.|
|Reviewed by Darrell and Kathy Adams
|The gift of life indeed. The ever so natural evolution of procreation with a side of true love...nurishment for the soul at its very best. Be well, Kathy|
|Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci
|This is beautiful. What's chances the baby will have green eyes!
|Reviewed by Odin Roark
|Once again, you've surpassed the mediocrity of most poets with love as their subject. This serves as a treatise for all who think they know love, or think they know what they're looking for. Yes, love can be exercised and realized without object, certainly without offspring, but when it works all ways, one is indeed fortunate. If one reads between the lines here, one is rewarded with knowing the writer understands that allowing discovery beneath the words is, or should be, the primary goal of poetic creation.|
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|You have described an amazing process from the viewpoint of the fetus. While this process is very natural in nature, we give it high honor as though somehow there is magic in normalcy.
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton
|Man, you aced this stunning piece of poetry, and I mean ACED! I am actually, and I know it id an over used cliché, but I am speechless . . . Tremendous writing!|
|Reviewed by Gert van Weenen (Reader)
|What a wonderful description of the becoming and birth of a little child.