Silence or screams,
no in-between...
a hard place to grow,
with nothing to know
...
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Against all odds, love and hope shine just as it does in this lovely poem. (=: CHEERS: =) Robert
Utterly heart-rendering. You do tragedy superbly. And leave us wondering, indeed, of the well-being of 'Little Spirit', now? t x
Oh Esther, Why haven't I discovered this one before? This is so sad. Written with sensitivity rather than sentimentality, it is all the more poignant for it. Poor little soul. The awful cyclical nature of neglect... One wonders what became of her? Thanks for sharing. love, Allie xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
I very much felt your powerful poem. Too often, it seems to me, it's not the world we have to fight. Instead we must find ourselves and free ourselves from the emotional chains of the past. A well-written, well-crafted poem.
Esther: This absolutely says it all (and well, I might add) 'Girls grow into women with hopes well-limned despite sorry upbringings...' A powerfully understated write. Thanks. sandra
This makes me want to hold you in my arms and tell the little girl inside that she is our little princess.Such sadness could break many hearts.Love Duncan
All my leftover, love-starved chords are beating with intense empathy. Gina.
I think it your best, with a sophistication of thought, imagery, internal rhyme. This is fine work. And the sorrow is palpable. From one who has wanted to but has found his demons and his memories getting in the way of his heart-and spirit.
Esther, this is amazing. You really are a master of so many styles. Hugs Anna xxx
Esther- What an exquisite poem, poignant emotion well crafted into such eloquent sorrow, yes....so very, very sad...... Sandra
This is beautiful Esther! Too many children grown up like this little girl...I pray for them. Sincerely, Mary
How true...forces beyond our control create our sadness...well written, Queen Esther.
Beautifully written; this happens so often, but always so sad.