Violated

Violated

A Poem by Jack...
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A poem about the pain of being violated

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Violated

By Jack Ivey

 

True to the sense of alarming displeasure

Charcoal now dust on the treacherous skies

Bound head to toe in a mountain of panic

Whimpers now cast on in spite of the cries

 

Foliage bears not a striking resemblance

Tear stained distractions in puddles now play

Tossed to the side like a left over meatloaf

Here neath the branches of overhead sway

 

Pulsing erupts near the flamed violation

Pounding, her head in the vise grip of life

Strange disillusions, bent shadows now preaching

Sewn in the tapestry, threaded by strife

 

Some say the sun it shall rise in the distance

On the horizon once burnt orange kissed

Swollen her eyes find that focus is fruitless

Images flashing the might of his fist

 

Penned in the script of this nightmare awaiting

Lower the curtains, this show never ends

Feast on the sight built of helpless position

Countless the thoughts that a mind must defend

 

Flesh bearing scars cut so deep in the darkness

Placed on this platter of catered delights

Shame now the portal to corners for hiding

Taken, her dreams on the edge of this night

 

© 2013 Jack...


Author's Note

Jack...
Darkness hold many evils.

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WOW. normally you re 'easy to read. full of light and love and gentle passion but this one was more difficult to read. Difficult subject matter that does incite rage in the normal soul. This was a powerful piece. you didn't shrink from the brutality of it all. Well done.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thanks Tammy, I actually wrote this for a magazine article on the subject of abused woman. This was .. read more
"Pulsing erupts near the flamed violation
Pounding, her head in the vise grip of life
Strange disillusions, bent shadows now preaching
Sewn in the tapestry, threaded by strife"

I love this stanza. Nice rhyme and flow as always. Strong and sad piece.. xo Rose

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thank you my friend.
Sadness falls like burnt orange sunlight behind the mountain of your soul my friend.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thanks so much my friend.
Jack darkness indeed holds many evils one of which you have adeptly penned. Powerful poetry.

Flesh bearing scars cut so deep in the darkness
Placed on this platter of catered delights
Shame now the portal to corners for hiding
Taken, her dreams on the edge of this night


Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thanks so much for your kind words. Go Eagles!
Amen!..........................................

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Should I pass the collection plate now? Thanks John
A very sad poem of being violated Jack...but nicely penned...and nice to see you here...Rose:)

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thank you so very much sweet Rose.
Brillant write. You capture the terror and an constant emotional battering a victim of abuse must face.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thank you so much Pryde
A cunning and "head on the nail" kind of piece, well done!

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thanks so much Thomas
"Violators cannot live with the truth: survivors cannot live without it." - Chrystine Oksana



Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thank you so much for reading Rita.

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Added on January 16, 2013
Last Updated on July 17, 2013
Tags: Dark, Crime, Violated

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Jack...

San Antonio, TX



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Not much to tell about me, I am just Jack, I am a poet, a writer, a musician, a painter, a builder and a dreamer. I live in south Texas but am originally from New Jersey and miss it more and more all .. more..

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