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Dip Down Deeper
deep down and deeper
and its a murky depth
full of bad memories
just festering and boiling
at times they seem restless
they snarl and hiss
scratching, clawing
for validation
they scream of punches
and kicks, the prod and stick
a lovely worn leather belt
broken glasses and smashed mouth
the hatred curling
and grasping the head
clenching like vice
choking as if dying
dip down deeper
there is madness there
a cackling ghost
and many skeletons
and a lone child
sits at the corner
clutching her limbless doll
chanting the Lords Prayer.
*this poem was entered in a competition here. Thank you for reading. *
and its a murky depth
full of bad memories
just festering and boiling
at times they seem restless
they snarl and hiss
scratching, clawing
for validation
they scream of punches
and kicks, the prod and stick
a lovely worn leather belt
broken glasses and smashed mouth
the hatred curling
and grasping the head
clenching like vice
choking as if dying
dip down deeper
there is madness there
a cackling ghost
and many skeletons
and a lone child
sits at the corner
clutching her limbless doll
chanting the Lords Prayer.
*this poem was entered in a competition here. Thank you for reading. *
Published 1st Nov 2014
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1st Nov 2014 5:48pm
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3rd Nov 2014 7:39am
your stark imagery gives me chills, Grace.... this is tragedy, hopelessness and tainted innocence skillfully brought to life.
loved it.
loved it.
3rd Nov 2014 10:00am
