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| Open Poetry #34 |
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Silent Tears |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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Whispers come a little less kind like night Tattered wings toxic, finds a perfect home Pious diarrhea, ripping hay bales open Exposing the child’s core Like fat bloated rats who’ve just eaten Metaphors of innocent nursery rhymes “Go back and relax”, someone shouts Turning their head toward a make believe sun Waving an honorable mention Of exotic oils that decayed rare albums And a dozen or more tourists Going back to those times…those screams Frozen blameless blue Frozen windows “I’m sorry, I lied, must have been sleep walking” Disregarding the object of mental state Living in the mind…disregarding the child Disregarding the sentinel like consciousness of Every noise in the house Disregarding, tearing flesh of body, mind, spirit… Disregarding…. What kind of expression, takes from truth value? When does intentionality become a menace to society? Does then nine mean seven, seven mean nine? When the child draws into a fetal position Footsteps of Blood, occupies The fountain of youth~ Contaminated with slobbering razor sharp teeth of desire And no one hears, no one cares Fear touches every part of being… Grouping hands sealing fates Can no one feel their shame? Their death, their sky is falling Their screams or cries or see the black and blue In their spirit, tears fall forming puddles Until an ocean of pain pierces years Leaving them to die all alone Sharks feeding on them…. “Oh God, make me invisible, please” The child silently preys… Pulling the sheets over her head As the doorknob slowly and quietly turns Can’t someone hear this beating heart? A heart scarcely breathing, knowing terror? Five year olds, facing real monsters Evil lurking in the shadows of her room Gasping for the promise of safety For the sound of children happily playing Instead Instead Instead She pretends she is a diamond She must in order to forget The invisible whip Lashing her whole being Crying to break the chains To escape Where are the caregivers? and they try so hard to be good So hard to please So hard to be innocent written after hearing the most idiodic sexual abuse report...in anger, so please, bear with me. |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
sometimes it don't pay to listen if you can't shoot the perf.. hugs lady |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
God Lee, this aches. My heart goes out... |
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kayjay Member Elite
since 2002-06-24
Posts 2015Oregon |
So much to think about in your vivid images. Well done! Ken Through rubble and trouble and dark of night |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
LeeJ The truth can sting and sooth, you chose sting. Good morning sweet. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I do love when you vent |
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HopeS Member Elite
since 2000-12-22
Posts 4596Perth Western Australia |
Yes Lee I get angry too , because it happens all too often Hopr |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Lee, this poem hits one with a sledge hammer! There is not much in the world that makes me angrier than this and you pull out the child's perspective to the point that it makes me cry inside for it. A hard read (not in words but that we don't want to face the reality of this) and an excellent, powerful write. This should be the poster poem for child abuse.  ....jo |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Someone had to advocate... I'm glad you chose you. |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
Great write Lee J Painful truth. Maddening topic, but there is a need for this to be said. JL |
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