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06 Wednesday Apr 2022
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05 Monday Oct 2020
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The children journeyed near the forest house
She stood there, watching and waiting
Not making a sound, as quiet as a mouse
The witch thought this ever frustrating
All she wanted was to make a stew
The ingredients, of course, did matter
Children, she thought, ah! Something new
She would whip up a nice tasty batter
Douse them with flour, throw in some eggs
Mix it all up with her broomstick
Heads and arms, tangled feet and legs
Straight into the oven, she was quick
Closed the door tightly, then shouted with glee
“Yes! Yes!! Such a fanciful notion!”
“I once heard that children are very tasty,”
Then came a sound, quite the commotion!
Looking about, she spied her creations
Escaping, they ran, hurried, for the door
Sighing, the witch, now lacking elation
“Oh well, I’ll just wait for two more.”
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26 Tuesday May 2020
Posted Poetry
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This poem is based loosely on true facts. It has been eating at me for some time now, and so I’ve put it into words. Child abuse is not just physical,, it is emotional. We must lift our children UP, never tear them down, lest they become the bully.
He cries, all he wants is his trike
She yells, so coarsely, berating
He wonders, “Is this what life is like?”
She sneers at him, a look, so deprecating
“Daddy! Push me on the swing”
She sighs, he’s much too busy
Playing around with gardening things
Disturbed, he hollers, in a tizzy
Tiny minds, developing,
Inside a hardened home
Why bother having children,
If they mess you up?
Surely, they will stray,
Find comfort when they roam
Eventually becoming parents
Neither worthy of a pup
Silence looms, across the neighborhood
Except the noise, coming from that house
Chastising, loudly, they shout for no good
Instead of being happy, all they do is grouse
Still, two tiny beings, afraid to say a word
Sit and stare, each dreading what’s to come
For even if they speak, they aren’t even heard
To their parent’s evil, eventually, they’ll succumb
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12 Sunday Apr 2020
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Colleen’s poetry challenge for this week is Poet’s Choice. I chose to write an Easter Shadorma.
With smiling faces
Kiddies seek
Their treasure
No one dares tell them the truth
It is a secret
Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 172, #Poet’sChoice
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11 Tuesday Jun 2019
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Sweet child
Let them see
Innocent eyes
Not understanding
Let tears flow freely down
I will shelter you from harm
And never let you fall from grace
For their light is much too dark to shine
But, your light shines much too brightly to dim
Author’s Note: Nearly 700,000 children are abused in the U.S annually. An estimated 683,000 children (unique incidents) were victims of abuse and neglect in 2015, the most recent year for which there is national data. About four out of five abusers are the victims’ parents. A parent of the child victim was the perpetrator in 78.1% of substantiated cases of child maltreatment. (Info via National Children’s Alliance). If you know of a child who is being abused, please…say something. Calls can be anonymous!
June Writing Prompt – And to the eyes of an innocent there was nothing odd about him/her – Day 11/30
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