Ruth your writing is just so touching to the deepest parts of people. They just reach right in and grab you! So many things going through my head, but I just can't think of something. I shall ponder this one, and if I can come up with something, I'll let ya know! "Bonded In Womb?" I'll keep trying.
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A very sad topic, but written so well....and yes.hard to think of a title that reflects all the ideas contained here...twins...but seperate.....together and yet not...and I'm no help with the title sorry...
Rex Allen McCoy
Sippin a Timmy's in London
Hoot Owl....where are the kleenex?? This was filled with warmth and longing. Excellent job. I think your muse is wide awake now. As for title....how about Whispers in the Womb or The Other Side of Me? This was really beautiful.
That's a tough question. It brought to mind many thoughts, but one especially of a time when we were there watching one of our own die. Not more than a few feet away lay another child maybe 3 or 4 and the doctor came in to tell the parents that she was terminal. The litle girl over heard and when the father came in ask her if she knew what the doctor meant. I shed a tear as the little girl in all innocence said she wondered why she was going to the terminal, he ask her if she knew what the terminal was. She said it's where people go to get on trains and go somewhere. I know I haven't said this well but I was just so taken back by your writing. Hope this sheds a little direction.
Rosemary J. Gwaltney
northern mountains, Idaho
This is absolutely beautiful and heartrending. I love the lines "will never know outside the quiet darkness and calming waters of my inland sea." You are a master at telling a deep story in lovely poetry. I too, like the title "Silent Twin".
Kapolei, Hawaii, USA
Hoot Owl this touches me...you have such a wonderful compassionate style of writing...I like the title that was suggested...silent twin..and I offer a new one...shared grief...because I believe the entire family will share the grief. I was talking to my new friend Maria a few days ago and she had mentioned to me that when she was pregnant she had triplets and only one lived. I only talked to her a few minutes and I mostly listened and the conversation was about lots of different subjects..but she threw that in and this poem has me thinking about all the grief she must have felt over that...and I know it is still in her thoughts. Life can be very sad sometimes...right... James
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My Lady Hoot... as always your writing touches the heart. You and your words are a treasure... especially on this sad and tender piece. As a nurse I'm sure you see a great deal of the harshness that life can deliver... that you manage to write of it in such a beautiful manner is a tribute to the quality of your soul. Thank you for sharing all that you do.
Hoot, This is a breathtaking piece. You write with the eyes of a nurse and a heart of an angel. I'm sorry I'm without suggestions of a title, they are not my strong suit...lol. But even without the "perfect" title this is still and Amazing story.
Florida's Foreverly Shores
I just want to thank everyone for your beautiful and touching comments, for all your title suggestions and as always for you loving support of my work. Lucky and Rosemary...I thought of you both when I posted this piece...thank you so much for your touching comments
As far as the title goes...still undecided, but I think I've narrowed it dow to two: "Silent Twin" or Nan's suggestion "Enwombed"
Yuma, AZ, USA
very heartwrenching poem. I loved it. Very introspective on two different levels. One of your mental level, two, on your physical level. (womb and all) I just love it. (picks up hanky and blows nose) very touching.
As for title.
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