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DestinyWhy?...
Born on a stormy summer night
They all knew she would be courageous; heart like a lions
At the top of the class
They all knew she would turn out oh so smart
So independent
They all knew she would serve them without a word
Now...what am I? In their eyes I was a wonderful child...all I did was

FloatingFloating .
Drifting on the lake
The current carries me
in a soothing embrace
flow on,
flow on
I close my eyes
Sparkling
images
Red of the sun
flickers,
sparks,
And you
My hands float lightly
swirling patterns
Release
renew
Reflections within,
and without
I pause
and touch down
On tip toe
the sand between my toes
Ever moving,
swirling
Drawing me in
Sparkling reflections
drift across the tiny waves
to meet me
greet me
Reflections of the trees,
coming to me
through me
Magic
I dive
under the water
Forward,
onward
Out where it's
dark
and cold
All to mys

Don't Judge MeIn silence she suffered for so many years,
Never once crying,
Never shedding a tear,
Learned the hard way to not voice a sound,
So never once did she cry out loud,
She took the abuse of many for many years,
Suffering brutality and living in agonizing fear,
Beaten, raped, and emotionally scared,
Never once asking or crying for help,
No that wasn't her style.
Yet even after these years,
En-caged she has stayed,
Suffering nigh terrors and fears
In so many ways,
Not learning who to trust,
Or how to except love,
Yet not once did she scream or cry to anyone.
No one knew she was a victim of abuse,
No one would know,

June Haiku30
bury me please where poppies bloom
29
attacking convention
stirring up a hornet's nest
some things can't be helped
28
rhythmic cracking
somewhere unseen
batting practice
27
the cat nudges me
as I make lunch
tuna sandwiches
26
oscillating fan
the black cat chases
phantoms
25
withered plants
the heat takes its toll
24
summer arrives
with a vengeance
30 degrees
23
weekend trip
we are met at the door
by frowning cats
22
3 am text
morning class
cancelled
21
at pole's end
bean plants reach
skyward
20
at deer park
the smell of manure
sweet memories
19
deer wander
under Buddha's smile
anci
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BUT I M STRONG THAN ANY MAN!
Yes,my friend!WE're stronger than any man!!
Yes,but sometimes we end up believing what we get...
I'm glad you're the honest type,my dear David..
I have to say though, more often I have seen women behave this way. But it is obscrued very quickly. The guy will often very quickly fall into a trap of fighting or yealling or hitting or physical abuse of one kind or another to express his pain or hurt. And THAT will become the REASON it isn't working. He's drinking, he doesn't care anymore, he has another women. (while he inwardly torments about his children and abandoned affections . . . ) as reported here! Usually it is not reported at all.
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It's hard for a women in this culture to see an angry abusive man as a victim. He often does. But he's got little
chance of a fair hearing.
Ernie
I hate physical abuse of any kind,but i hate also the psychological abuse,
which is what i describe...I can't see an angry abusive man as a victim..
Yes,women do that too,i'm sure of that,but i tend to believe that men do that the most..
Whoever does it,it's very low and cowardish..
Thank you for sharing with me,my friend!