****There are times when I see the
Word of the Day Challenge word and the poem comes to me. Today’s word was such as word. I knew what I needed to write as soon as I saw today’s prompt. I hope you enjoy.****
Time comes when life is reviewed
whether at death
at birth
or
somewhere in between.
Childhood…..
rosy pictures
bleak dreams
nightmares bled into reality.
Teenager…..
anger
rage
disgust
angst so dense
surrounded me like a cloak
hiding me in plain sight.
Young woman…..
wanting
needing
searching
seeking for love
for someone to take care of me.
Ha ha
I bet you never thought that of me
strong as I am
independent as I am
that I would like to have some care for me.
Mother…..
terrified
as I beheld his tiny body
awed
when he looked at me
worried
will I prove to be enough
or with him shall I fail?
Woman I am…..
beautiful
sexual
loving
dreaming
head in the clouds
reawakening that child inside.
my journey
arduous
fraught with damage to psyche
killing attempts on the soul
has lead me here
to this precipice
no longer afraid to fall.
©September 8/19
Picture is one of my own.
Matlock Beach Manitoba 2017
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