A Child Abused
she falls
from a great height
she falls
in the darkness
in the tempest storm
she continues to fall
the black hole pulls her in
it envelops her
she no longer falls
instead she swirls
around and around
in the darkness of pain
and the black hole becomes her
no thud
no earth to end her pain
no scars to point to
no finality to her loss
no welcoming death
inside the baby cries for death
the soul says no
and breathes in life
~Kate (1998)
Another eloquent and evocative poem, Kate. Good and healing thoughts to you.
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Hi SwordDanceWarrior,
Thank you. My poems touch me and I hope that they can touch others. Thank you for saying that. It means a lot to me.
Kate
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I am sorry for the loss of innocence sweet little one.
I am touched very deeply by your poem Kate, and very grateful that your soul said, “no”
♥
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Hi Vicki,
Thank you. I do think that all little children make a choice to be here and to stay here. I rely on the wisdom of my soul, because it has always been right.
Good and healing thoughts to you.
Kate
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