Saturday, May 06, 2006

Verbalassault

Therearehints

Thewayyourfeetarehoveringjustabovethefloor.

Theodorofburntdreamsclingingtoyourhair.

Theflinchflinchtheflinch.

Somedonotseethem,
donotwanttotheydon’t.

Thesecrimesnotmandatorytoreport.

Thesestrikesagainstyouwillneveradduptothree.

Itdoesn’tcountitdoesn’t.

Smallyouaresmalllittlewomangettingsmaller.

Soonhewillhavewhittledawaywhatlittleisleft.

Broken Bones Black Eyes

It’seasytoseewhyyourcrygoesunnoticed.

4 comments:

  1. Cynthia,
    I got your message on my blog about holding me and my family up in prayer. I want you to know that this blows me away, that a bunch of folks 1,000 plus miles away who don't know me would pray for me like this. This is emotionally overwhelming. God bless you sister. Please pass my thanks along to everyone. May the LORD bless you and keep you all. May the LORD make his face to shine upon you, and be gracious to you. May the LORD lift up his countenance upon you, and give you peace.

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  2. Cynthia, Real Live Preacher just sent me to your new blog. I'm so glad. There is depth and creativity in your poetry. I note that you link to a rape network. I have similar links on my poetry blog, which I invite you to visit. I think I posted a poem of mine called "Verbal Bricks" on my blog not too long ago. This poem of yours reminded me of mine.

    Keep challenging us with your poetic words.

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  3. wow. this should be included in a book of poetry on topic. there is a woman who lived through domestic violence who wrote a book of poetry, which was published- can't recall off-hand.

    i was married to an abusive man for many years, and have counseled many women also in abusive relationships. your poetic/prophetic voice is needed in the church. so, if so compelled, please share more in this vein.

    on a side note to you- i also write poetry. started writing when i was 12 and haven't really stopped. Gordon's right- there's poetry and then there's poetry. and i think any poet who has "arrived" let's go of a good amount of control. at least i found that the more control i let go, the more beautiful the words became. i just wish i could do with a paint brush what i can do with words. it's frustrating to have to always be tied to words.

    i'm going through a process of getting a tattoo. it's almost a year in process now, and we're about half way finished. some of the imagery was expressed in a poem i wrote about going through cancer. then i wrote a poem about the tattoo process itself. i guess my tattoo is a reflection of the metaphors that i can only put into words. so it'll be really meaningful when it's finished!

    nice to read you, Cynthia. you have a gift indeed.

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