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A House of Black & Blue
On every block
In every town
Is one house known
For being black & blue
It’s a haunted home
Where many a night
A drunken monster
Bellows in rage
Fueled by liquor
He’s the Devil uncaged
A box of screams
A dwelling of pain
A hut of wailing
Muffled thuds
Little ones crying
In the morning
The children emerge
They look so scared
With shell shocked eyes
They speak no words
Sometimes a woman
From inside that place
Timid she quietly leaves
With scarf covered head
And sunglass covered face
She leaves quickly
Silently like a ghost
Walking to the store
Returning with groceries
She shuts the door
What sort of monster haunts
The house of black & blue?
That reigns terror upon a family
With horrors unviewed
Is there nothing you can do?
The monsters children fear most are real. They don’t hide under their beds, but can be found sleeping next to mommy instead.
In every town
Is one house known
For being black & blue
It’s a haunted home
Where many a night
A drunken monster
Bellows in rage
Fueled by liquor
He’s the Devil uncaged
A box of screams
A dwelling of pain
A hut of wailing
Muffled thuds
Little ones crying
In the morning
The children emerge
They look so scared
With shell shocked eyes
They speak no words
Sometimes a woman
From inside that place
Timid she quietly leaves
With scarf covered head
And sunglass covered face
She leaves quickly
Silently like a ghost
Walking to the store
Returning with groceries
She shuts the door
What sort of monster haunts
The house of black & blue?
That reigns terror upon a family
With horrors unviewed
Is there nothing you can do?
The monsters children fear most are real. They don’t hide under their beds, but can be found sleeping next to mommy instead.
Published 23rd May 2019
Author's Note
My entry for the broken home competition.
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23rd May 2019 11:18pm
Domestic violence is very real, and, unfortunately, takes many lives each year.
You're right; there's one on every street.
You're right; there's one on every street.
23rd May 2019 11:43pm
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24th May 2019 1:09am
I distinctly remember as a kid, the couple times I went to sleepover parties at these houses.... I remember sensing a darkness, even though I didn't know what it was at the time.
24th May 2019 6:27pm
24th May 2019 4:17am
We got us some very sick people here...
but we can keep on plugging...
persistence pays off...Ely
but we can keep on plugging...
persistence pays off...Ely
24th May 2019 6:34pm
You're so right.
In fact our response to domestic violence has improved. When I was young, regardless of how bad a woman or child was beaten, the monsters weren't arrested. The cops just came till things got quite and left.
Now, because of persistent advocacy concerning this issue at least the monsters are cuffed and taken away.
In fact our response to domestic violence has improved. When I was young, regardless of how bad a woman or child was beaten, the monsters weren't arrested. The cops just came till things got quite and left.
Now, because of persistent advocacy concerning this issue at least the monsters are cuffed and taken away.
24th May 2019 6:34pm
You're so right.
In fact our response to domestic violence has improved. When I was young, regardless of how bad a woman or child was beaten, the monsters weren't arrested. The cops just came till things got quite and left.
Now, because of persistent advocacy concerning this issue at least the monsters are cuffed and taken away.
In fact our response to domestic violence has improved. When I was young, regardless of how bad a woman or child was beaten, the monsters weren't arrested. The cops just came till things got quite and left.
Now, because of persistent advocacy concerning this issue at least the monsters are cuffed and taken away.
24th May 2019 6:54pm
However impermanently... you're quite right, Snuggles...we have much improved our perception of domestic violence...no longer do we blame the victims...but... We've done little more to protect them...not even from themselves.
Truly, both sides need some mental rehab and to learn to tap their personal power...
to learn to love themselves without the need to smother another...hugs and tummyrubs...Ely
Truly, both sides need some mental rehab and to learn to tap their personal power...
to learn to love themselves without the need to smother another...hugs and tummyrubs...Ely
24th May 2019 4:43am
OMG. My anxiety went through the roof reading this one, Snugglebuck.
Gosh. There are certainly nightmares that exist living with a loose canon violent alcoholic, and you’ve aptly captured the stuff nightmares are most definitely made of !
Awesome work... 👌🏽😎😇
Gosh. There are certainly nightmares that exist living with a loose canon violent alcoholic, and you’ve aptly captured the stuff nightmares are most definitely made of !
Awesome work... 👌🏽😎😇
24th May 2019 11:15am
you called it as it is in real life for some people abuse of any kind is a daily fight for life very well written my friend
24th May 2019 2:29pm
That was an excellent write Snuggle. Yes, monsters are real but they don't come in scary guises. You painted a very true story here.
24th May 2019 6:36pm
Thanks Wally. To recieve a compliment from a fine poet such as yourself is a compliment.
24th May 2019 2:47pm
dearest Snuggle chilling and painful
all too real write...
very powerful entry...
love Brenda ❤
all too real write...
very powerful entry...
love Brenda ❤
24th May 2019 6:37pm
Anonymous
30th May 2019 2:39pm
I used to live upstairs from a very abusive man. At night we would hear her screaming & crying as he threw her into walls & furniture. And my ex & I would call the police but they'd never answer the door. She'd stay holed up in there for a week afterward. And then eventually show up on the stoop with fading bruises all over her face. It's heart wrenching to be unable to help, but she wouldn't let anyone help her. In the end, we moved. I always wondered what their little girl thought all this time, she was eerily silent for every episode.Strong write, Snugglebuck. Thank you for entering
