by Terry Collett

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November 1, 2006

CEILI KNEW ABOUT SUCH THINGS.

April 25, 2008 09:26 AM UTC (Updated: June 24, 2009 03:31 PM UTC)

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She knew it would soon
Begin all over
Again, the door slam
Echoed; the windows
Rattled; the air had

The scent of danger;
Her scared skin tightened,
The dark eyes widened,
She waited; listened;
Sensed his slow approach,

The footfall on stairs;
The cruel cough, the curse;
The scary singsong
So soon forgotten,
The closed-door waiting

To be opened; she,
Standing by her bed,
Holding her hands tight
In desperate prayer,
Knew it would begin

Again: the harsh words,
The rain of brute blows,
Bruised bones, broken nose,
And not far away
The birdsong of day.

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Comments: 6

Terry Collett Apr 25, 2008, 9:27am UTC

Painting by Pino. Poem by my Muse and me.

Sharon C. Apr 25, 2008, 11:14am UTC

Again A wonderful and insightful poem. What a story you tell!

t b. Apr 25, 2008, 12:47pm UTC

This is perfect Terry.
The picture as well.

Corina C. Apr 25, 2008, 3:20pm UTC

Another accurate and insightful poem.

LaRue B. Apr 26, 2008, 8:56am UTC

Nicely done.

Glome . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ONE of WE the PEOPLE Apr 26, 2008, 7:37pm UTC

How pitiful. Even as we read, we know it is going on all over the world. Another name for your realistic poem could be "Why."


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