hurting heart, quivers
sifting image, last beat
why lie, uncharitable one
what inordinate pain I unearth
like shadow crow
you pretend to love
hawk grabs prey
next day
new lie, fashion fractures
what is left of me
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Joni…you hit this one out of the park my friend. 💪💪💪 The imagery, the defiance of an angry confrontation, the force majeure of someone who is no longer afraid about the pain of a memory, unashamed to relive, and bear witness that the experience didn’t end them.
Thats what I feel reading this.
Fantastic writing. I left a quote on Hotel.. still unraveling this one. 💙💪❤️👏👏
Nigel you don’t miss a thing my dear friend. Thank you for mentioning the shame thing. Growing up was such a shameful experience because my mom was in the paper a lot. I own none of that shame. Bless you my dearest friend. Love Joni
Thank you for sharing the link to your lovely and powerful piece on Hotel Joni.❤️
Thank you Mich it is a blessing to be on HotelMasticadores. Have an amazing day.
Wonderful. Congratulations, Joni.
Thank you Timothy. I appreciate your reading so much and for your kind comment as well. I like the weather her in VA. It is already chilly in the mornings (in the 40’s – warming up to 60 in the afternoon.) It is so nice not to be in a subdivision too. I love just being surrounded by trees and the wildlife we have here. We have about 6 neighbors and they are all very kind. They have told us that there is often a bear in the woods to the left of us. So hopefully I don’t meet any bear. I see why you love living in your paradise there with the lady you love and the animals. I am happy that you have such a blessed environment to live in photograph and to get to know them. I wish we would get some owls too. Sending love and hugs to both of you, Joni
We’ve been down to 26 degrees, but generally we get mid to low 30s in the mornings and mid to low 80s in the afternoons.
That is such an enormous change in temperature. Wear a coat in the morning to work and wear shorts and short sleeves going home. I can’t imagine that. I would probably like it. Very interesting. Scott always said it would be extreme temperatures. ❤️ I am glad you are where you want to be. 🌹
I’ve read this poem over and over, and the sense of betrayal and hurt is palpable and immediate. The imagery of the shadow crow is so surreal and frightening in an inexplicable way. Just an overwhelming sense of doom and foreboding. This gift of yours…it’s uncanny in its ability to resonate with readers, and your wordcraft is peerless. It’s such a privilege to read your creations, my friend. I hope you’ll bless us with many, many more. Also, I hope you’re feeling better. 🙂
Dear Mike how you and Nigel make my heart happy with your beloved comments. I am so delighted to hear your words my friend. Your poetry is exception. That sense of doom never completely goes away when you grow up like I did. From reading your work I am guessing you understand more than many. I hope you know that I have a profound respect for your poetic poetry. You should have another piece in your series. I will look for it my friend. Sending you my love and I wish I could just give you a hug. We would have much in common. Love Joni ❤️
It’s my pleasure, Joni. You deserve all good things, and my respect for you is off the charts. 🙂
And yes, that sense of doom does indeed continue to hover all these years later, even after the perpetrators of our pain have long gone. But we’re taking control by writing about it, and I believe our stories may help others who may be going through something similar.
I’m not sure when my third essay will go live at Gobblers & Masticadores. Perhaps next week, or the week after. I’ll post a notification on my blog when it appears. Thanks so much for your continued interest, my friend. 🙂
And hugs right back to you. 🙂
I am sorry to hear it still lurks and stings you once in a while. Yet it does me and it pops up at the weirdest times. I can read something or hear something and the pressure begins to mount behind my eyes. I definitely think you make a difference my friend. I am so flattered that you like and get my poetry. I respect you so much.
We are not our parents, the bullies in school, or those other people that preyed on us because we were not protected the way we should have been. Our writing empowers us. You have so much to say my friend and I love reading you. Sending you my love, got your sweet hug and sending a southern hug to you. We southern folks use both arms and give a strong squeeze. 🌹
Congrats! I’ll read it on Hotel…..
Thank you Barbara. How do you find the time to do all that you do. I have such respect for you and all the editors. It is a gift 🎁 for the writers and a tremendous amount of work for all of you. Big hugs and love to you Barbara. 🌹❤️
Thank you, Joni! Somehow it all works out. Hugs and love to you, too!♥️♥️
Well I know you are appreciated. Thanks for the hugs and love ❤️
Congratulations! Left a comment there. It is a strong captivating piece. Can hear the cry.
I am so glad you liked it. You have a lot of talent. So grateful you liked the piece. Thank you dear friend. Big hugs, Joni
Hugs 🙂
Oh wow, Joni, this is so raw and revealing, beautifully written my friend! ❤
Thank you so much Tiffany, you know me, I am pretty much a say, how I feel, kind of girl. It is so nice of you to read and I really appreciate the kind comment my friend. Hope all is going well. Everyone gets so busy. Sending great big hugs and a basket filled with fresh blueberries scones. Big hugs and love, Joni
Joni this is so great! Are y’all all settled in to your new place?
Yes we are sweetie. Thank you for your kind words always. Hugs and love, Joni
That’s so good!