The First Memory I Ever Had.

The First Memory I Ever Had.

A Poem by Kimberly "Melody" Carney
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I do not speak of this to make you feel bad for me, my words are ment to make you think of the little ones that need set free.

"

living dead

My first memory was at a young age,

it was the tender age of two.

My step father was in a drunken rage,

my mother’s body he then threw.

 

Her body slid across the trailer floor,

her head hit the cast iron stand

of the Singer sewing machine by the door,

glasses flew as her head did land.

 

Everything seemed to happen so fast,

the home filled with strangers to me,

neighbors pulled me from my mothers grasp,

alone, like a ghost they don't see.

 

I never did see my mother awake,

I couldn't beleive she had died!

This was all too much for my heart to take.

In a strange bed that night I cried.

 

Two days had come and went, my mind a blur.

Yet, no one came to comfort me.

Through the curtains an image, my eyes unsure...

...my mother, but, how could this be!?

 

 

           I learned he'd knocked my mother out that day,

 they thought I would not understand.

By time I learned, too much time slipped away,

 

the damage would be deep and grand.

 

No sting of death within me will you find,

as if that part died that day.

Never underestimate the child’s mind,

never forget to stop and say,

 

"do you understand what happen today?"

Silence can’t make it go away!

I could see everything they saw that day,

up until they took her away.

 

By the time my mom held me oh so tight,

I’d digested that she was gone.

I have lived inside my mind sence that night,

I am stronger now, but it was wrong!

 

~Melody

 

 

 

 

 

 

© 2012 Kimberly "Melody" Carney


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A real tragedy it is, and at such a young age could cause a traumatic impulse to a child who's mind may not be strong enough to accept an incident as intense as this... I get what you're trying to convey. Though a young child's memories could be blurred at some moments, they still get flashes of visions... Children understand no matter how young, they can sense sadness, fear and anger. It's an instinct I guess.

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Felt the pain-
Words, so deep-
A child-snatched-
Some tragic-memory to keep!!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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Kes
This is very poignant. Very sad.
My parents barely ever fought when I was little, and even when they did it was never anything serious - certainly not violent. But it did upset me. Kids always see these things, even if they don't fully understand.
Keep up the great work!
K

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

this is a very traumatic experience even for a child. a very sad reality in some families nowadays. very sad. great poem though.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You seem to have a talented gift of creating vivid poems. :) I like this one though it is kind of dark and emotional...

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Horrible, truly horrible.
Every woman and child that can be rescued from such a life is a triumph.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Agree. Well written.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You spin a mighty web of words that trap me and I can't move from my seat until I have read every last word.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is the best poem of your's that I've ever read. I shudder to even begin to accept that it is a true story, but true or not, the skill you show that level of emotion with is breathtaking. You've somehow managed to engage the reader at an adult level with words that echo the simplicity of a child's mind. Incredible.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

good grief.....what a terribly cruel sad poem..my heart bleeds.. i cannot envisage the scene at all without wondering how on earth the poor child could survive a life on earth after such happenings..
beautifully penned
thank you so very much xx

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Seashell

11 Years Ago

I didn't want to think it was a personal experience but after reading further reviews my realisation.. read more
Beautiful. Your poem takes the reader through your journey along side of you. The reader feels the emotion right with you, which shows your have an awesome talent.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Kimberly "Melody" Carney

11 Years Ago

I am humbled, thank you.

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Kimberly "Melody" Carney
Kimberly "Melody" Carney

Denver, CO



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