MeToo Seeking Honest Critique Poems
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metoo seeking honest critique poems. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Fear
looking through time I shutter
for things done in the dark, I can't utter
whispers, secrets, and lies
flawed I'm told by design
madness followed I made a world of illusion
to protect an innocent mind from confusion
Beauty was our creation
tenderly we made all things lovely
each day a new exploration
we made heaven from hell in our confinement
it was not enough to put me away from Himself
time passed and he came to claim my son
creating a ball of fire
a light meant to warm some
and threaten...
for things done in the dark, I can't utter
whispers, secrets, and lies
flawed I'm told by design
madness followed I made a world of illusion
to protect an innocent mind from confusion
Beauty was our creation
tenderly we made all things lovely
each day a new exploration
we made heaven from hell in our confinement
it was not enough to put me away from Himself
time passed and he came to claim my son
creating a ball of fire
a light meant to warm some
and threaten...
#angels
#God
#love #MeToo
#love #MeToo
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Amiss
I opened up to you like
A barn door in the first
Of Spring
Exposed my fresh timber
To the cold gusts of your speech
You promised light
When all you ever brought
Was damp and heavy
You told me that I should
Believe in things unseen,
Like god and your truth.
I warped my brain to
Disarray to be approved
Did that make you feel powerful?
Or do you feel as rotten
As what you always produced?
I am still trying to freeze dry
The black mold you spread within me
While trying to convince...
A barn door in the first
Of Spring
Exposed my fresh timber
To the cold gusts of your speech
You promised light
When all you ever brought
Was damp and heavy
You told me that I should
Believe in things unseen,
Like god and your truth.
I warped my brain to
Disarray to be approved
Did that make you feel powerful?
Or do you feel as rotten
As what you always produced?
I am still trying to freeze dry
The black mold you spread within me
While trying to convince...
#abuse
#MeToo
#metaphor
#manipulation
#NaPoWriMo2024
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2 Comments
Faded Rose
tender emotions well inside me
honesty in presentation my heart swells
tears form, I hide them inside, you never see them
you only see the glare of pain
it touches the hurt spots, that make me afraid of losing
a family of generations
attached to me, each in a unique way
my understanding shaken I stood alone
I didn't see the tears in your eyes
my eyes shone too brightly
then diminished in the light that glittered more than me
my Delta Dawn was a faded rose
divinely flavored with sorrow
you sup at God's breast
and...
honesty in presentation my heart swells
tears form, I hide them inside, you never see them
you only see the glare of pain
it touches the hurt spots, that make me afraid of losing
a family of generations
attached to me, each in a unique way
my understanding shaken I stood alone
I didn't see the tears in your eyes
my eyes shone too brightly
then diminished in the light that glittered more than me
my Delta Dawn was a faded rose
divinely flavored with sorrow
you sup at God's breast
and...
#love
#MeToo
#metaphor
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4 Comments
Riding the Camelid of Distress on International Women’s Day
Chillin’ in a state of constant fear and trauma
And all I gots to say is thanks Obama
I be twitching and shaking on my way back home
I have a hard time remembering David the Gnome
The theme song specifically, and how that junks went
Door Dash is how my whole paycheck got spent
And even tho I be craving that KFC
I know it ain’t the healthiest meal for me
But imma YOLO this shit till the walls come down
I’m livin’ it up and painting the town
A dark shade of puce
Imma let it hang loose
I suspect Lizzo been having more mayo...
And all I gots to say is thanks Obama
I be twitching and shaking on my way back home
I have a hard time remembering David the Gnome
The theme song specifically, and how that junks went
Door Dash is how my whole paycheck got spent
And even tho I be craving that KFC
I know it ain’t the healthiest meal for me
But imma YOLO this shit till the walls come down
I’m livin’ it up and painting the town
A dark shade of puce
Imma let it hang loose
I suspect Lizzo been having more mayo...
#women
#MeToo
#feminism
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0 Comments
The Ice Pick Queen
My hair was matted from sweat,
bleach and broken glass.
He drug me through the kitchen,
I grabbed everything in my path.
Then he threw me down the steps,
he held my hair in his hands,
gave me a little laugh
and told me to try and stand.
I'm frightened in the bushes,
he's searching with his flashlight.
In five minute's timing,
my life was changed tonight.
Blood running between my thighs,
my ankles ached from rope burns.
He said I brought it on myself.
Pretty girls must be scorned.
My...
bleach and broken glass.
He drug me through the kitchen,
I grabbed everything in my path.
Then he threw me down the steps,
he held my hair in his hands,
gave me a little laugh
and told me to try and stand.
I'm frightened in the bushes,
he's searching with his flashlight.
In five minute's timing,
my life was changed tonight.
Blood running between my thighs,
my ankles ached from rope burns.
He said I brought it on myself.
Pretty girls must be scorned.
My...
#lust
#violence
#abuse
#MeToo
#fiction
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8 Comments
Never Forget You - 08/04/2021
You left a hole inside of me in which I do not understand how to repair
Filling these holes with meaningless substance is not what fulfills me.
So, I am left with a slight grasp and tight memory of what was done
Faint- but, easily reconciled by everyday occurrences and and events..
A refreshment of the mind, that is not so new and fresh-
This is a memory that is engraved permanently inside with a poisonous recoil of emotion and photomemory.
Details, completely vile, hard to view, and impossible to forget
I...
Filling these holes with meaningless substance is not what fulfills me.
So, I am left with a slight grasp and tight memory of what was done
Faint- but, easily reconciled by everyday occurrences and and events..
A refreshment of the mind, that is not so new and fresh-
This is a memory that is engraved permanently inside with a poisonous recoil of emotion and photomemory.
Details, completely vile, hard to view, and impossible to forget
I...
#MeToo
#LifeStruggles
#emotional #bittersweet
#emotional #bittersweet
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1 Comment
The lilac
DEJURE again
Erased my bones
At the elevator.
And now I'm
Having severe heart ache.
Erased my bones
At the elevator.
And now I'm
Having severe heart ache.
#MeToo
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1 Comment
Your Harley
You were the Joker in Ivy’s clothing
Call yourself a coward, blame it on your father
I threw away my degrees for you
And now I’m just understanding your riddles
Though I moaned for you,
You never gave me your question marks
And you knew that
Make me all confused and then finish in a flash
Call yourself a coward, blame it on your father
I threw away my degrees for you
And now I’m just understanding your riddles
Though I moaned for you,
You never gave me your question marks
And you knew that
Make me all confused and then finish in a flash
#abuse
#MeToo
#hurt
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PERP
#abuse
#MeToo
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0 Comments
Psychiatrists wet dream
Seroquel
like tangerine skies
provides me with an alternate reality
whilst I cradle myself
rocking back and forth
counting sheep
I imagine a world without gravity
Where the memories of you
no longer weigh me down
and where perpetual self defence
doesn’t violently awaken me
from sleep
The war zone I endured still plays in my head
It all happened right here
In this room, in my bed
You muffled my pleas with your forearm
whilst I gasped for air
and...
like tangerine skies
provides me with an alternate reality
whilst I cradle myself
rocking back and forth
counting sheep
I imagine a world without gravity
Where the memories of you
no longer weigh me down
and where perpetual self defence
doesn’t violently awaken me
from sleep
The war zone I endured still plays in my head
It all happened right here
In this room, in my bed
You muffled my pleas with your forearm
whilst I gasped for air
and...
#MeToo
162 reads
2 Comments
A bark.
She hangs loose
Like a silver
In clouds and rain
Beneath the apple picking
It's tongue on her nose
With seeds in wooden
Basket carrier of plum cake
Story teller machine present
A lie like a river
With branches on a brain.
A brand to wear pink colour dresses
Like a silver
In clouds and rain
Beneath the apple picking
It's tongue on her nose
With seeds in wooden
Basket carrier of plum cake
Story teller machine present
A lie like a river
With branches on a brain.
A brand to wear pink colour dresses
#sadness
#secrets
#abuse
#MeToo
#temptation
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My New Wife
Have I shown you my new wife?
Look through the window there,
you’ll see her dig the flowerbeds.
Two years my last’s been gone,
fled to another man’s bed,
and leaving me with kids to raise,
though he’s decided she’s a bet
worth taking more than me.
Don’t blame the lad. Won’t take no shit,
just like my dad never did.
She’s mopping now; her brow, that is.
I’ll bet you’re wondering just why
a pretty thing like that would bet on me.
But it’s quite simple, so you’ll see.
She didn’t have much cloth,
and so I thought, why let...
Look through the window there,
you’ll see her dig the flowerbeds.
Two years my last’s been gone,
fled to another man’s bed,
and leaving me with kids to raise,
though he’s decided she’s a bet
worth taking more than me.
Don’t blame the lad. Won’t take no shit,
just like my dad never did.
She’s mopping now; her brow, that is.
I’ll bet you’re wondering just why
a pretty thing like that would bet on me.
But it’s quite simple, so you’ll see.
She didn’t have much cloth,
and so I thought, why let...
#marriage
#abuse
#MeToo #DomesticViolence
#MeToo #DomesticViolence
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