She was confused
At to what
Fed the monster
Within him
Fist to flesh
Was always
her fault
She hid fact
That the love
Of her life was
Beating her
The makeup wasn’t
Working anymore
Hidden
Amidst red roses
The longest thorns
Pat R
11/09/17
It’s Micropoetry Month over at Thotpurge poetry where our host Rajani writes:
“Kim M Russell, who blogs at ‘Writing in North Norfolk’, wrote a powerful poem a couple of days ago about the horror of domestic abuse. A chilling, wonderfully written poem, wrapped in a fairy tale, that you can read here.
I ask you to add your voice to hers. Find words and lines and verses against all kinds of domestic abuse, words that together will become a roar.”
For Kim”s poem go here
hidden among red roses the longest thorns… wonderfully said Pat…thanks for sharing this poem!
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That you☺ I’m trying to write like you, not so obvious☺
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Ha ha … that’s very kind. You have your own lovely style though as I have seen on CDHK a lot!
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Aah, thank you ☺☺☺
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Ow,so so sad. Your last three lines make it even more profound 🙂
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Thank you Celestine. I think that’s my favorite part of the poem.
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The final lines in your first stanza, caught me. We feel so guilty for all the wrong reasons, even for wanting something better,
Elizabeth
https://claudetteellinger.wordpress.com/2017/11/09/his-words/
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So true. I think in the case of the abused, it’s so unbelievable that the person who proports to love you, and who you love would hurt you like this. It’s disbelief! So you internalize it and blame yourself. It’s a rough situation to be in.
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Another Beautiful-Dark Tragedy. 😎😎😎🥀🥀🥀
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A tragedy for sure and hoes on way too much in our society.
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Agreed. 🥀🥀🥀
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Longest thorn under the soft petals of love! Nothing could be sadder than this. So well put.
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Thank you so much.
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