Good Night Now

 Poetry  20 Responses »
Jul 212011
 

Night
was not my friend
devoured peace
entangled

Night was when wicked came
with belt or beer-breath
void of shame

Night was when vile emerged
taunting, haunting
pushed to the verge

Night was when the options, poor
ran through my mind
dared me to unmoor

Night was when I’d pray to sleep
Eternally
Forever deep

Night

That was then
This is
Now

We are friends
Made peace somehow

I am free

Me

*Revised after an excellent critique (see comments below) from Beth Winter at thoughtsofapatcheduptraveler.wordpress.com

 Posted by Kim Nelson on 07/21/2011  Tagged with: , , , , , ,

Step Up

 Poetry  24 Responses »
Jul 182011
 

Is it your goal to make amends

Rewrite the past

Or just pretend

That none of it ever happened?

…

I’ ve made my peace

Learned to release

Will you confront or just appease

The dark dog gnawing at your soul?

You’re its master. You’re in control.

It’s time

Take responsibility

For what you’ve grown to be

…

Hurry!

Time could run out

Let’s face it…

I’m not getting any younger… and neither are you.

 

*Prompted by Jenny Matlock’s Saturday Census, but 25 words simply were not enough!

 Posted by Kim Nelson on 07/18/2011  Tagged with: , , , ,

What If?

 Poetry, Small Stones  8 Responses »
Jul 092011
 

~ July 9, 2011 ~ Small Stone ~

What if

In response to perceived injustice

The universe

Expected us

To  resist judgment

Emanate light

Love

What if

Our collective energies

Were so directed

Miracles.

That’s what.

 Posted by Kim Nelson on 07/09/2011  Tagged with: , , , , ,

Another Saturday Night

 Poetry  54 Responses »
Jun 292011
 

Transfixed by the scene in the kitchen unfolding,

The child watched the father’s hand pummel the wall

Knuckles, now bleeding, rode waves of cruel shouting

The mother, loud too ~ wild-eyed ~ red-faced did bawl

“Get out of the kitchen! Now! Go to your room!

This is none of your business, damned child!”

So he ran and he hid

Bumped his head on the bed

As he slide underneath it, half-wild

With fear.

Does anyone hear?

*Inspired by Three Word Wednesday ~ Bump, Knuckle, Transfix

 Posted by Kim Nelson on 06/29/2011  Tagged with: , ,

Birth of New Lineage

 Poetry  21 Responses »
Jun 222011
 

Her truth?

A gag order did not restrain,

Although they hoped that it would.

“Don’t tell!” “Not true!”

“Didn’t happen to you!”

Protect? They didn’t, don’t, should.

~

Her story?

Won’t shout, but will always maintain.

‘Though they didn’t think she could.

“Every family has secrets.”

“It’s not all that bad.”

Right and wrong always misunderstood.

~

Her fire?

Did not fade. They could not contain.

Lit her way on the path to selfhood.

“You think you are better.”

“How you disappoint!”

Block, omit all the shit. Now it’s good.

~

New lineage is born.

 

 Posted by Kim Nelson on 06/22/2011  Tagged with: ,
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