This Body

I  had  to  clean  my  mirror  off…
To  get  a  better  view.
The  mist  had  blurred  the  curvature,
Of  parts  I  had  accrued.

I  did  not  want  to  see  my  skin,
Distressed  and  some  parts  resting.
My  belly  turned  into  a  home,
For  the  fragile  egg  in  nesting.

A  source  of  meal  for  human  life,
Enamored  by  the  thought.
Cup  sizes  bigger,
Shirts  too  small,
A  thought  constantly  fought.

My  arms  and  legs  were  never  long,
And  that  was  fine  to  me,
But  pain  came  through,
When  my  skin  grew,

Finding  beauty in  your  form,
Is  often  interrupted,
societal  feminine
attributed  to “thin”,
a  stereotype  encrusted.

I had  to  really  take  a  look
And  study  this  hour  in  the  glass,
Dent  by  dent,
Stretch  by  stretch,
A  brand  new  anatomy  class.

My  thighs  aren’t  gaped…
My  breasts  aren’t  lifted,
This  is  no  parody.
I  am  as  real  as  any  woman,
This  body.

Mom’s get such bad wraps…….

1.)  We  are  not  boring.  We  just  got  knocked  up,  made  the  decision  to  keep  another  human  being  alive….mind  you  they come  with  blood,  bones  and  souls.  So,  the  task  of  raising  a  healthy  child  in  THIS  ridiculous  world,  and  making  sure  they  come  out  descent…..takes  up  every  inch,  space  and  crawl  space  of  our  lives.  BORING……you  know  what  you  can  kiss.

2.)  I  have  had  to  inhale  and  exhale  so  many  times,  to  avoid  having  the  doctor  write  up  a  prescription  for  volume.  Again,  raising  a  human  being  means….they come  with  their  own  minds,  their  own  annoying  habits,  their  tantrums…..and  NO,  they  do  not  always  go  with  the  flow.

3.)  I  have  had  water  with  remnants  of  feces  and  piss  splash  all  over  me,  because  my  baby  boy  poops  like  a  machine  gun  firing  off,  and  clogs  the  toilet  every  time.

4.)  We  sweat  over  that stove,  to  see  noses  scrunch  up  to  what  we’ve  cooked….after  standing  in  grocery  lines  behind  couponers,  old  people,  the  ones  who  smell  like  hot  fermenting  garbage,  the  bad  kids  whose  parents  think  they’re  cute,  and  you  have  the  nerve  to  scrunch  your  nose  up?  You  better  eat  or  you  go  hungry.  Old  school  is  BACK!  There  is  no  cooking  2  meals.

5.)  I  am  a  single  mother,  handling  my  emotions,  bouts  of  loneliness  at  times,  cooking  3  meals  a  day,  sometimes  more,  cleaning,  Being  desired  but  unable  to  show  the  same  desire  back,  because  my  life,  by  choice,  it  is  about  my  child.  I  do  not  get  a  lot  of  breaks,  I  cry  a  lot,  I  get  exhausted,  I  get  moody,  I  wonder…”why”  most  of  the  time,  I  have  to  build  up  my  child’s  confidence,  while  maintaining  my  own…..No,  we  are  not  bored  or  boring.  We  are  just  extremely  responsible  for  “life”.

I  almost  cried  and  threw  my  computer  against  a  wall  while  typing  this. 😀

❤  Raven Nicole`

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New Songwriter Spotlight!!!

Good morning  to  all  of  my  Singers  and  Musicians!

It  is  my  greatest  pleasure  to  introduce   to  you, a  *New  and  talented  Songwriter/Poet: Sammy  Silva. 

A  name  to  remember.  He  writes  music  for  any  genre  and  his  most  recent  songwriting  contributions  can  be  found  at:

There  you  will  find  information about  “Same Love”,  the  song  he  wrote  for  recording  artist  Pablo  Ribas,  and  you  will  also  enjoy  other  Poems  written  by  Sammy  Silva. 😀