How to Join Member's Area Private Library Search Today's Topics p Login
Main Forums Discussion Tech Talk Mature Content Archives
   Nav Win
 Archives
 Open Poetry #4 Archive
 Innocence
 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19
Follow us on Facebook

 This is an Archive. You may post a reply, but new topics are not allowed.

 
User Options
Format for Better Printing EMail to a Friend Create a Greeting Card with this Poem
Admin Print Send ECard
Passions in Poetry

Innocence

 Post A Reply   Go to the Next Oldest/Previous Topic Return to Topic Page Go to the Next Newest Topic 
hoot_owl_rn
Member Patricius
since 07-05-99
Posts 11105
Glen Hope, PA USA


0 posted 12-14-1999 09:53 AM       View Profile for hoot_owl_rn   Email hoot_owl_rn   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions   Click to visit hoot_owl_rn's Home Page   View IP for hoot_owl_rn

Innocence

Multi-colored bruises
cover her skin,
dark against the stark whiteness
of the walls, the sheets, and me.

Motionless and small,
she becomes an extension
of the many machines
keeping her alive.

Seizures rack tiny limbs.
Spasms are controlled by fluids
bled into minuscule veins
through which life’s liquid flows.

Innocent,
she fights for her life
while her mother fights the court,
pleading innocence.

Billows fill her lungs,
breathing life into death
while holding the inevitable
off for only fractions longer.
The rhythm steady;
the reverberation like poetry
and above it all I hear another sound.
Sobs, now clearly heard,
and I glance around the room
to find the source;
before realizing,
they are coming
from me.


(Once more, I speak for those incapable of speaking for themselves...the innocent children)

 "I am nothing special, of this I am sure. I am a common man with common thoughts and I've led a common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten, but I've loved another with all my heart and soul, and to me , this has always been enough." ~Nicholas Sparks from The Notebook



[This message has been edited by hoot_owl_rn (edited 12-14-1999).]
© Copyright 1999 Ruth Kephart - All Rights Reserved
Elizabeth Santos
Member Rara Avis
since 11-08-1999
Posts 9405
Pennsylvania


1 posted 12-14-1999 10:09 AM       View Profile for Elizabeth Santos   Email Elizabeth Santos   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Elizabeth Santos

Ruth,
You have seen so much more than most of us. The reality is hard to consume, but your poetry speaks so well of it, I feel as though I saw for myself.
How dreadful
Liz
Marilyn
Member Elite
since 09-26-1999
Posts 2646
Ontario, Canada


2 posted 12-14-1999 10:33 AM       View Profile for Marilyn   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Marilyn

Beautiful Ruth. This speaks to our hearts. Knowledge hopefully will breed an end to this tragedy.
Saxoness
Deputy Moderator 1 Tour
Senior Member
since 07-18-99
Posts 1176
Texas


3 posted 12-14-1999 11:38 AM       View Profile for Saxoness   Email Saxoness   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Saxoness

My heart goes out to those children, and my hands come together for you!

 "Glory remains unaware of my neglected dwelling where alone
I sing my tearful song which has charms only for me."

-Charles Brugnot

caroline
Senior Member
since 08-16-99
Posts 1251
http://members.xoom.com/bellad


4 posted 12-14-1999 11:59 AM       View Profile for caroline   Email caroline   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for caroline

Ruth your passion for protecting and loving the children is so boundless. Thank you for sharing your knowledge, and here's hoping this piece is published far and wide. What a difference you are able to make with your words. Big hugs to you, hoot...



 It's not the love you fear, but the fall from the height~Edwin McCain


Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 09-21-1999
Posts 28608
California


5 posted 12-14-1999 01:10 PM       View Profile for Martie   Email Martie   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Martie's Home Page   View IP for Martie

I must be so hard to see this kind of suffering.  Nobility has many faces.  One of them is yours.

 In the dew of little things,
the heart finds its morning
and is refreshed.
(ee cummings)
Nan
Administrator
Member Seraphic
since 05-20-99
Posts 24426
Cape Cod Massachusetts USA


6 posted 12-14-1999 02:49 PM       View Profile for Nan   Email Nan   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Nan's Home Page   View IP for Nan

I don't envy you your job, Ruth.... What happens to some of these children between the hours they spend with me and when they arrive on your threshold can be pretty ominous at times.....
WhtDove
Member Rara Avis
since 07-22-99
Posts 9561
Illinois


7 posted 12-14-1999 03:16 PM       View Profile for WhtDove   Email WhtDove   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit WhtDove's Home Page   View IP for WhtDove

Ruth you have a way of telling the tragedy of what's happened to these children. It must be hard to be confronted with this everyday. May our prayers all join together for those little ones who lives are in danger!

 <*\\\><
Jesus is the reason for the season

Severn
Member Rara Avis
since 07-17-99
Posts 8273


8 posted 12-14-1999 04:13 PM       View Profile for Severn   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Severn

Ruth - I admire your strength and the depth of your poetry. Well done. This is a fantastic poem.

K
DreamEvil
Member Elite
since 06-22-99
Posts 2442


9 posted 12-14-1999 05:37 PM       View Profile for DreamEvil   Email DreamEvil   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit DreamEvil's Home Page   View IP for DreamEvil

There will always be those that cannot speak for themselves and those to speak for them.

 Now and forever, my heart hears ~one voice~.
DreamEvil©
-------------------------------------------------------
"Either kill me or take me as I am,
because I'll be damned if I ever change..."

Count Donatien Alphonse Francois de Sade
(Marquis de Sade)

Iloveit
Senior Member
since 09-02-99
Posts 1168
NM


10 posted 12-14-1999 06:53 PM       View Profile for Iloveit   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Iloveit

ruth this is so sad and so beautiful, you are the link in the chain of prayers for the ones who can't speak for themselves
big hugs

 remember this...nobody has an unbreakable heart


Marge Tindal
Deputy Moderator 5 ToursDeputy Moderator 1 TourDeputy Moderator 1 TourDeputy Moderator 1 Tour
Member Empyrean
since 11-06-1999
Posts 43042
Florida's Foreverly Shores


11 posted 12-14-1999 07:52 PM       View Profile for Marge Tindal   Email Marge Tindal   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Marge Tindal's Home Page   View IP for Marge Tindal

Hoot -

I pray that something happens that
would keep these innocent children
from getting to your loving care.
Dear God ... how many more before
we say ENOUGH IS ENOUGH ?

Your sobs are ecohed across the land.
God bless you.
God bless the child.
God ... oh, God ... have mercy.


 ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
noles1@totcon.com

First__Knight
Senior Member
since 11-08-1999
Posts 688


12 posted 12-14-1999 08:44 PM       View Profile for First__Knight   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for First__Knight

I pray that when children such as these get to the hospital that you will always be there to great them Ruth.  If everyone had a heart such as yours....The pain would be small, the wound never to deep and the love always to be shared. Bless you always  

 Share what you are for you are what you share

Denise
Moderator
Member Seraphic
since 08-22-99
Posts 23002


13 posted 12-14-1999 11:58 PM       View Profile for Denise   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Denise

Very sad, Ruth. I don't know how you deal with this. It is heartbreaking just to think of it.  Your writing makes it real to me. Well done.

 Denise


Rod
Member
since 12-08-1999
Posts 151
Auckland New Zealand


14 posted 12-15-1999 04:07 AM       View Profile for Rod   Email Rod   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Rod

I salute you - not only for what you do, but for having the strength and courage to do it.
How the world needs you - and people like you. God has indeed blessed you - and, by your presence, He has blessed others.
Rosemary J. Gwaltney
Senior Member
since 08-26-99
Posts 1064
northern mountains, Idaho


15 posted 12-15-1999 04:23 AM       View Profile for Rosemary J. Gwaltney   Email Rosemary J. Gwaltney   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Rosemary J. Gwaltney's Home Page   View IP for Rosemary J. Gwaltney

Ah, yes, I have been there - while spending days and weeks there with my child - I have seen the others - and yes, bless you.
Tara Simms
Senior Member
since 08-12-99
Posts 1285
Honea Path, SC USA


16 posted 12-15-1999 07:26 PM       View Profile for Tara Simms   Email Tara Simms   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Tara Simms's Home Page   View IP for Tara Simms

Oh, Ruth, this brought tears to my eyes. Excellent writing, so much emotion in this.

 It matters not how strait the gate;
How charged with punishments the scroll;
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
--W.E. Henley


Skyfyre
Senior Member
since 08-15-99
Posts 1966
Sitting in Michael's Lap


17 posted 12-15-1999 07:42 PM       View Profile for Skyfyre   Email Skyfyre   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Skyfyre

Ruth, I am going to read into this a bit and say that this poem refers either to "crack babies," born to mothers who abuse drugs, or simply abused babies in general.

I cannot begin to express the sorrow I felt when reading this, having worked in close proximity myself with many drug babies, both the preemies and those later in childhood.

I also have very strong opinions about what should be done to the parents of these children -- the first type (druggies) should be sterilized; the second (abusive) should simply be shot.  You can beat up a child, you don't deserve the air you breathe.

'Nuff said.

This was a tearjerker, Ruth.

--Kess


 You cannot choose the way of your death, but the path you choose will determine its own end.


RobertB
Senior Member
since 09-26-1999
Posts 1121
Champaign, IL


18 posted 12-15-1999 08:06 PM       View Profile for RobertB   Email RobertB   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for RobertB

wow Ruth....I saw this when our oldest had jaundice. Some poor little ones had been in the hospital for almost a year. We felt very lucky it was "just" jaundice. I saw several nurses cry when a patient finally went home. They were so loving.....marvelous.

Robert

 if you can dream; you can fly...if you are flying; you are dreaming.
hoot_owl_rn
Member Patricius
since 07-05-99
Posts 11105
Glen Hope, PA USA


19 posted 12-15-1999 08:30 PM       View Profile for hoot_owl_rn   Email hoot_owl_rn   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit hoot_owl_rn's Home Page   View IP for hoot_owl_rn

Kess...this was written about an abused child named Amanda, it is based on a true story. She was two and very tiny for two, the body of her brother, one, was found a few days later in a suitcase in an abandoned lot. This is the second of two poems I have written about her. She ended up dying. The mother was convicted of two counts of murder.

Thanks everyone for reading and for commenting on this one.
hoot_owl_rn will be notified of replies
 Post A Reply   Go to the Next Oldest/Previous Topic Return to Topic Page Go to the Next Newest Topic 
All times are ET (US) Top
  User Options
>> Archives >> Open Poetry #4 >> Innocence Format for Better Printing EMail to a Friend Create a Greeting Card with this Poem
Print Send ECard

 

pipTalk Home Page | Main Poetry Forums

How to Join | Member's Area / Help | Private Library | Search | Contact Us | Today's Topics | Login
Discussion | Tech Talk | Archives | Sanctuary



© Passions in Poetry and netpoets.com 1998-2013
All Poetry and Prose is copyrighted by the individual authors