Photo © Kim Nelson
The One That Got Away
Viewed at doctor’s, yet that same night
Her womb emptied by dark forces
© 2013 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil
This poem, a cinquain (yes, I wrote a form that was not specifically requested!), for Poets United, is based on my first impression of the fabulous artwork of Kim Nelson (Poet, Artist, Blogger, and FRIEND – check out her work by clicking on her name).
Even though it’s in shades of red, my take was an ultrasound screen, with the fetal head at the top. I did have a miscarriage years ago, which probably explains the red connection, and it haunted me for so long, until I got pregnant with Riley and knew she was ‘in with Velcro.’ Peace, Amy (Proud Member, Poets United)
March 22, 2013 at 1:24 pm
This is so sad. Beautifully done.
March 22, 2013 at 1:30 pm
This was painful. I lost two babies through miscarriage, at different stages. You never get over it.
March 22, 2013 at 1:42 pm
That’s very powerful and dark.
March 22, 2013 at 1:55 pm
What a beautiful piece written from loss and sorrow. I love your work and your words, Amy. You do my paintings honor.
March 22, 2013 at 4:12 pm
You wrote the emotions really well!
March 22, 2013 at 6:31 pm
It made me sad, especially to hear that it happened to you… but glad when I got to the “in with Velcro” about your daughter! I was rushed on my comment on your other post about her and wanted to tell you that I bet you and she have the same closeness that my mother and I have – where she can confide anything to you and you can be as honest. A real blessing in this world.
March 22, 2013 at 8:13 pm
Tender sorrow, my heart feels the pain. Your passion for life inspires me. Thanks for this, Amy.
March 22, 2013 at 9:37 pm
Beautiful and sorrowful piece said with few words, but garnered a huge impact. Excellent writing. Thanks for sharing.
Sherry Blue Sky
March 22, 2013 at 10:09 pm
So sad. I, too, was lifted up by your words about Riley being “in with Velcro” – thank heavens, hey? such a beautiful girl!
Snakypoet (Rosemary Nissen-Wade)
March 22, 2013 at 10:39 pm
A moving take on the picture and prompt.
March 23, 2013 at 5:28 am
It is amazing how even a very early miscarriage can burn into the mind of a mother to be. And the later the miscarriage, often the deeper the imprint. And the expectations of that birth (first child, first female, first male, after loss of another…).
I once saw a movie of a mother elephant returning to the place where her baby died and rolling the bones with her trunk more than a year after the incident and saw how deep in our brains such a response is.
That such a beautiful red were stir those memories is amazing — one that few guys would get. Actually, I only barely get it intellectually. Deep experiences are so personal.
I actually did my Masters of Public Health thesis/project on “Improving Care for Miscarriages in the Emergency Department” after I saw very callous treatment of women having miscarriages — I learned much during that time (not to mention lots of personal experience).
Thanx for sharing Amos
March 23, 2013 at 7:37 am
what a hard reality for many…i watched a couple that are friends struggle for years and each loss was like a boxers blow…and then finally they had a child…and now have three….what joy…but they had to walk the valley to get there…sad write…i hope for hope though…
March 23, 2013 at 8:15 am
Definitely expresses the woman’s sadness over a miscarriage. Sorry about your early miscarriage, but so happy as well that Riley brings so much joy.
March 23, 2013 at 1:47 pm
Gentle droplet – you words are a gentle droplet into grief. I love this poem and feel your heart
March 23, 2013 at 9:10 pm
Beautifully done, Amy. Heartbreaking.
March 24, 2013 at 11:11 am
empathetic support in a terrible situation. Brava.
March 29, 2013 at 6:30 pm
you say so much in these few lines. To lose a baby is something I don’t think we ever truly get over, always a part grieves. Beautifully written!