June 2022 Blog Battle
Ocean Deep The scar I carry is not visible so many years later it hurts like carrying a suitcase full of rocks It started with name calling Then my chair pulled away as I sat They threw things at me, homework got torn Things got worse, the older we grew too many things I try not to remember, The rocks on my back are enough Over the years, some of the rocks have fallen away Memory plays its part Yet the scar is deep, like the ocean dark I heard someone say, we adopt memories If that’s the case, I wish I could give them back To swim in a clear ocean It took too many years hiding Not until the day I met him, did I learn to smile Some of the rocks fell away from my back When children came along, the suitcase grew a great deal lighter I keep one rock on the kitchen window sill To remember every scar is not visible I pray that my children grow up scar free If not, I hope they learn to carry their wounds better than I did I look in the mirror at years past I see the rock that holds me to family Life is good… ©AnitaDawes2022
Absolutely beautiful because it’s so very relatable. Both the rocks and the ocean were great imagery for your message. And the hope at the end was the bow on top. So happy to see you back!
Thank you…
A very powerful testimony to hurt which can be caused by casual cruelty. The use of ‘rocks’; those heavy dangerous items adds to the painful atmosphere, dismantling the rather fatuous statement ‘What odes not kill me makes me stronger’.
This is an anthem to survival and a reminder of the cost.
Congratulations to you and your courage and art for writing this.
Thank you so much!
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Well done, Anita! These lines echo my journey as well. ((hugs))
Glad my poem meant something for you, Susi…
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A poignant poem… I will add my own prayers on the line about children growing up scar free…
We have left many scars unseen unfortunately as a society this last few years..
Thank you for sharing Anita’s Poem.
Lucky indeed, if you manage to escape the scars…
Not many do..
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