"Portrait of a Woman in Red" by Marcus Gheeraerts II‘The Pregnant Woman’ and Other Poetry by Beverly Stock The Society March 28, 2019 Beauty, Culture, Humor, Poetry 2 Comments The Pregnant Woman The Pregnant Woman nests a baby seed Who’s ever pressing on her very core While her body adapts to baby’s needs She’s feeling aches she’s never known before. A linea alba marks a fibrous path, A vertical white line on her flesh Of God’s exacting hemispherical math, Where muscles and the forming child enmesh. The Pregnant Woman cannot seem to sleep She warns that moods are swinging, family beware And in her waking hours, she tends to weep— The Pregnant Woman needs some extra care. Long labor pushes her past vertigo Toward the deepest love she’ll ever know. Homograph-ia SHAKER style shingle or SHAKER made drink SINK as in kitchen or swim, if not, SINK RINGER on a phone or RINGER as in DEAD HEAD of the house or HEAD of the bed LIE on the ground or LIE withholding truth LEAD down the path or LEAD paint near the roof FAIR maiden behold or a FAIR price when sold BOW of the boat or can’t BOW ‘cause you’re old BASS type of fish or BASS a low deep voice CHOICE to be made or meat labeled CHOICE ROW an argument or ROW to propel a boat WAVE moving hand or WAVE on which to float ENTRANCE the way in or ENTRANCE to emote DOWN a place lower or DOWN goose feathers fine MINUTE very tiny or MINUTE a unit of time. Surely, homographs are assigned from scholars above How else could AGAPE mean Mouth Open or Love? ©2019 Beverly Stock Poet’s note: Homographs have different pronunciation, meanings and origins but the same spelling. They are not to be confused with homonyms, homophones and heteronyms. Beverly Stock is an emerging poet and a retired communications manager. She has published feature articles in magazines and newspapers in five countries. Beverly divides her time between St. Louis, Missouri and Santa Fe, New Mexico. NOTE: The Society considers this page, where your poetry resides, to be your residence as well, where you may invite family, friends, and others to visit. Feel free to treat this page as your home and remove anyone here who disrespects you. Simply send an email to firstname.lastname@example.org. Put “Remove Comment” in the subject line and list which comments you would like removed. The Society does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or comments and reserves the right to remove any comments to maintain the decorum of this website and the integrity of the Society. Please see our Comments Policy here. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) 2 Responses C.B. Anderson March 31, 2019 Though I have witnessed the birth of my daughter and son, I can scarcely imagine what these events entailed for my wife. In the first case, I could only say that I had fallen in love all over again. In this day and age, it is sometimes hard to believe how much we are still biological creatures. Every birth is a miracle, an act of Providence, something almost incomprehensible, though it happens every day. The second poem was very clever, and I appreciate the distinctions you were kind enough to outline in your note. I was taught the difference between homonyms, synonyms & antonyms in early grade school (back when education was still a public concern) but it never hurts to have these distinctions refreshed. Reply Beverly March 31, 2019 C.B- Thank you for your comments. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.