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DaddyScruff
Poem Published
20th Oct 2021 8:58am
20th Oct 2021 8:58am
My Eyes Are Up Here
#women
#MeToo
#LifeStruggles #CallToAction
#LifeStruggles #CallToAction
356 reads
2 Comments
DaddyScruff
Poem Published
20th Oct 2021 8:58am
20th Oct 2021 8:58am
My Eyes Are Up Here
#women
#MeToo
#LifeStruggles #CallToAction
#LifeStruggles #CallToAction
356 reads
2 Comments
DaddyScruff
Poem Published
20th Oct 2021 8:58am
20th Oct 2021 8:58am
My Eyes Are Up Here
#women
#MeToo
#LifeStruggles #CallToAction
#LifeStruggles #CallToAction
356 reads
2 Comments
DaddyScruff
Poem Published
20th Oct 2021 8:58am
20th Oct 2021 8:58am
My Eyes Are Up Here
#women
#MeToo
#LifeStruggles #CallToAction
#LifeStruggles #CallToAction
356 reads
2 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
11th Oct 2022 8:03pm
11th Oct 2022 8:03pm
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
106 reads
3 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
11th Oct 2022 8:03pm
11th Oct 2022 8:03pm
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
106 reads
3 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
11th Oct 2022 8:03pm
11th Oct 2022 8:03pm
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
106 reads
3 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
11th Oct 2022 8:03pm
11th Oct 2022 8:03pm
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
106 reads
3 Comments
_Skylark_
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2021 3:27pm
3rd Nov 2021 3:27pm
To the Man Who Stole My Innocence
With your hands around my neck
You stole more than my breath
The gold in my soul went
Along with tears unwept
With your hands clenched tight
You stole my will to fight
My conviction for flight
From a years long night
You stole my voice
My strength
My will to mend
My desire to connect
Well I’m back
On your doorstep
I’ve come
To collect.
You stole more than my breath
The gold in my soul went
Along with tears unwept
With your hands clenched tight
You stole my will to fight
My conviction for flight
From a years long night
You stole my voice
My strength
My will to mend
My desire to connect
Well I’m back
On your doorstep
I’ve come
To collect.
#abuse
#MeToo
300 reads
2 Comments
_Skylark_
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2021 3:27pm
3rd Nov 2021 3:27pm
To the Man Who Stole My Innocence
With your hands around my neck
You stole more than my breath
The gold in my soul went
Along with tears unwept
With your hands clenched tight
You stole my will to fight
My conviction for flight
From a years long night
You stole my voice
My strength
My will to mend
My desire to connect
Well I’m back
On your doorstep
I’ve come
To collect.
You stole more than my breath
The gold in my soul went
Along with tears unwept
With your hands clenched tight
You stole my will to fight
My conviction for flight
From a years long night
You stole my voice
My strength
My will to mend
My desire to connect
Well I’m back
On your doorstep
I’ve come
To collect.
#abuse
#MeToo
300 reads
2 Comments
rabbitquest
Poem Published
19th Feb 2021 6:50pm
19th Feb 2021 6:50pm
17 yr old Russian private
Invading Sudetenland
wrestling it back from German Occupation
The generals
let it slip that
we could have our fun
on the seventy
virgin girls
under the care
of the nuns
I daydreamt
how I would take mine
Forceful, then once in my arms
gentle, letting her take the next step
even if she broke down in tears,
instead I would comfort her
profess my love to her
When we stormed the doors
The nuns had convinced them all
to save their virginity ...
wrestling it back from German Occupation
The generals
let it slip that
we could have our fun
on the seventy
virgin girls
under the care
of the nuns
I daydreamt
how I would take mine
Forceful, then once in my arms
gentle, letting her take the next step
even if she broke down in tears,
instead I would comfort her
profess my love to her
When we stormed the doors
The nuns had convinced them all
to save their virginity ...
#MeToo
177 reads
0 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
18th Feb 2019 00:44am
18th Feb 2019 00:44am
An Oasis for a Blue Wisteria Soul
An Oasis for a Blue Wisteria Soul
Sand clouds flap like angels wings across the dunes as the desert turns crimson. The blood of the prophet paints the sky. The muezzin calls from so far away. My pain is buried deep in my heart. They exiled me here to die where even my bones would dissolve into dust.
I had blasphemed Allah. She had spoken to me a whisper in the night her voice carrying on the wind in my dreams. My name is woman she said. Hold no other God above me. Keep me close to your heart. Never ever deny me. I am your betrothed.
I spoke the words...
Sand clouds flap like angels wings across the dunes as the desert turns crimson. The blood of the prophet paints the sky. The muezzin calls from so far away. My pain is buried deep in my heart. They exiled me here to die where even my bones would dissolve into dust.
I had blasphemed Allah. She had spoken to me a whisper in the night her voice carrying on the wind in my dreams. My name is woman she said. Hold no other God above me. Keep me close to your heart. Never ever deny me. I am your betrothed.
I spoke the words...
#women
#men
#MeToo
#suffering
#desert
465 reads
6 Comments
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