Dark Poetry #1 |
Innocence |
hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
(This was posted some time ago in Open...it is based on a true story. The child was beaten and eventually died by the hands of her mother. The body of her brother was found dead several days latter in an abandoned lot stuffed inside a suitcase. Through all, the mother plead her innocence.) < !signature-->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 controlled by fluids bleed 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 fractions longer. The rhythm steady; the reverberation like poetry and above it all I hear another sound. Sobs, are now clearly heard, and I glance around the room to find the source; before realizing, they are coming from me. Have you ever noticed That the words... "Goodbye" "I'm sorry" "I love you" Are so easy to pronounce ...Yet so hard to say ~Javan [This message has been edited by hoot_owl_rn (edited 03-04-2000).] |
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Danny Holloway Member Elite
since 2000-01-15
Posts 2034Tulsa, OK |
The sadness in this piece is overwhelming. Will never understand a parent that could harm their own children. Insanity for sure! Written so well Hoot! |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
powerful and sadly disturbing piece, true life tradgedy...you have a very tough job. this poem speaks of your compassion.jm ...every moment of every day... your still with me in every way. every poem and song... every rhyme and verse... your still here...like a beautiful curse. janet marie |
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Pepper Member Elite
since 1999-08-19
Posts 3079Southern Florida |
Oh Ruth .... This tore at my soul .... something I can never understand ..... Very powerful and heartwrenching ... I can hear and feel your sobs and I share them ......... |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Thank you Danny, Janet Marie and Pepper |
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KimW Member
since 2000-03-04
Posts 268Medford, Oregon, USA |
wow.. many emotions were provoked while reading this.. the sadness, the anger and the pure disgust that anyone (especially a parent - and of all things, the Mother) can hurt a child. What a sad and true reflection of things happening in our society. Your days and nights at work must be a rollercoaster of elation when someone is healed and the depths of sorrow when someone is lost. I, Imagine that when you leave work, parts of work are shut off.. but not everything. Some events must stay hauntingly with you. This really brought out feelings and emotions within me. This is a very powerful poem. Kim |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Hoot owl I feel for you sometimes...I know that your nursing job can be very rewarding but in situations such as this it seems to be sad and stressful. This is lovely writing. I pray God will comfort you and dry your tears. James |
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StarrGazer Senior Member
since 2000-03-05
Posts 679Texas |
Very well written, I read this yesterday and the imagery kind of stuck with me. It's one of those awful truths about todays society that we try to ignore thinking it will go away ... Good Job |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Kim, Jim and Stargazer....thank you |
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
This was chilling and powerful, Ruth. Wonderful work. Michael |
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