The First Miscarriage...

In Loving Memory of Julian Jacynth...
Born and died on February 20, 1969

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But seventeen when I was thrown
into an agony unknown.
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Curled in a spiraling crimson flood;
the sweet-acrid iron scent of blood.
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Pain paralyzed me, there alone -
I wondered of the baby sown.
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But cramping spasms held me fast;
and in my bed, nightmare aghast...
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Violent thrust in shocked surprise -
for there before my panicked eyes
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Amidst the twisting flow of red,
there lay my tiny baby - dead.
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Oh miniature newborn, girl or boy,
it would not matter, my loved joy.
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I thought that you’d be ever near;
now you lie cool in my hand, so dear.
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For all my time, I’ll mourn you sweet;
life ne’er again shall be complete.

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(C) 1997 Rosemary J. Gwaltney