My Poetry

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)

5 thoughts on “My Poetry

  1. 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.



    • 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.



  2. Pingback: Connectedness to My Soul « Kate1975's Blog

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