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Poetry
The old pram
By meadowcroft1964
26 September 2008


The pram now abandoned and old

Once the symbol of her dreams untold 

Stands empty long gone to rust

Has she who now turns to dust  

I who it was once intended for
 
Grasps at it's image with all my will

I can see it now when in it's glory 

The Rolls Royce of silver cross

It once represented a small fortune

Now both a comfort and a tool of torture

Comfort comes with the knowledge that 

Such a item only accompanies love

Torture rears up to replace 

When what's been lost I'm forced to face

So much unacknowledged love

So much left understood 

Mother and daughter denied their right
 
Forced to hide behind ethical shit

Because of the times then when

Being born illegitimate extingished all rights 

Reviews
Very, very moving...
Written by Jonaus (11 comments posted) 26th September 2008
As I read this, it genuinely brought a tear to my eye. I understand that this poem tackles the issue of adoption due to the backwards thinking prevalent at the time, but as a man who's watched his now-estranged wife struggle with two miscarriages, it brings forth much of the raw emotion I still deal with today. I too feel I was denied my right to be a father, and I too am tortured by all symbols of infancy and the burning of a love I still wish I could share. So, we may have suffered different types of loss, but it was still a loss just the same. I feel you've captured the pain of losing a child (be it in the physical or spiritual sense) perfectly. 
 
Thank you for posting this.
I agree . . .
Written by Katanga (1537 comments posted) 26th September 2008
. . . with Jonaus above. 
 
A powerfully sad piece, Violet. 
 
Cheers! 
 
John

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