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reflections of a helper (free verse and solo renga)

This is a free verse written for MicroPoetry Month with the theme of “violence” in mind, reflections of a youth counsellor, followed by solo renga.

She listens with benevolence
their stories never told
the shame and guilt of violence
those tales so raw and bold
of adults spewing cunning lies
they violate ‘til she cries.

A pause ensues, she hears a sigh
despite attempts to offer hope
their stories make her cry

said tears bring no relief
some tales are just too hard to bear
she hears them in their grief;

the hardest tale of all to share
are secrets found in dark despair
illicit truths, unmasking lies
“You know I love you… Daddy cares.!”

she holds their secrets in her heart
and hopes the healing may finally start

tomorrow is another day
she knows it will soon start again
and she’ll be there to hear their say
in hopes to soothe the constant pain
if even for the briefest moment
expunge the grief away

© Clr’15

(solo renga)

autumn leaves
left on the grounds
destroy emerald greens

remains left to decompose
destroy the life beneath

tending to debris
allows the earth to breath
thrive again in spring

©Tournesol ’17/11/09

 

Sexual Assault Canada ;   Child Abuse in Canada

This video shows true stories in America and  statistics as well in U.S.A. – Child Abuse prevention PSA

 

Written for MicroPoetry Month #9

yesterday’s secrets (troiku)

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standing by her mate,
yesterday’s secrets scream
caked with Maybelline

standing by her mate
poised
submissive

yesterday’s secrets scream
not a soul can hear
driving her insane

caked with Maybelline
years of practice
hiding his fury

©Tournesol’17/09/09

Written for Haiku Horizons, Prompt is ”Cake”

A Troiku is a new form of haiku created by Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

after the storm (haiku – troiku)

    (haiku)

looks in the mirror
puffy eyes and mouth,
after the storm

after the storm
a thousand “I’m sorry’s”
sounds of white noise

(troiku)
in the looking glass
shades of black and blue
after the storm

in the looking glass
stranger stares back
void of life

shades of black and blue
dreams of rainbow colours
pretends life is fine

after the storm
a hundred and one promises
until the next

© Tournesol’15

Haiku Horizons “after”

Carpe Diem Tokubetsudesu #62 Troiku

American Beauty

watchingtherainI was bored on this rainy weekend and so decided to watch a few movies on my PVR.  One of the movies I watched was American Beauty.  I had seen it before but somehow watching it for the 3rd or 4th time, there are scenes that hit me, you know, when you read a book 10 years later or watch a movie when you are in a different frame of mind, different phase of your life?

The part of Kevin Spacey and Annette Bening’s marriage falling apart is pretty clear.  It is amazing and yet so sad, how each person is in a different space and oblivious of each other. Wife is dealing with her own issues, husband feels unloved and is bored with his life, daughter is just a typical teenager but unfortunately her parents are both not really present for their daughter…too caught up in their misery.

The part that gets to me from the start is the family next door.  I feel for the son with a father so tied up with his “should” and “should nots”.  Perhaps the military reinforced those “should’s” but it is sad that each person in that family is so impacted with his toxic behaviour. I had not remembered the ending…wonder why I wiped that from my memory!  It just broke my heart to see that!! I guess it is that defense mechanism that I have always had that “forgets” instantly.

I really felt sad but not surprised that this military man was homophobic and again not surprised that he had homosexual desires…but to end the way it did floored me.  I would have understood if he would have taken his own life but not this…

As Kevin Spacey narrates in the end, it dawned on me just how short life is and how precious it is…Nite world. Clr

© Cheryl-Lynn Roberts, Mayt 26, 2013