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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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Angry abusive people generally do see themselves
as victims, rightly or wrongly. I wasn't trying
to justify anybodies behavior. Just to show that
it is sexist. Women chose passive forms of
abuse instead of physical forms, that's a fact.
Just as they chose less physical forms of suicide.
Women prefer to poison themselves to shooting. I
don't think it is any more forgivable for being
passive nor do I think it is less destructive
in the end. Men do it too - but the most?
most??? When you stop blaming men and start
seeing abuse as abuse, physical or emotional,
there's hope. The solution is not in fixing
those "evil men". The first step in the solution
is stopping the silly "girls are better than boys"
games that children play.
Like I said he has little chance of a fair hearing.
Women take the passive role almost every time. His
best chance of staying out of trouble is getting away.
That is, getting out of the situation that provokes.
Rather than bearing the risk that he will react physiclly
to the abuse. It's the women that our society accepts
as less abusive because her behavior is less physical
Society is wrong. It so chauvinist. It's backward
but it doesn't look like it's going to change anytime
soon. I respect the fact that you tell us you
haven't seen more female abuse. It's just not my
report. I hope you can respect that.
Ernie
Beautiful feature, Athina
They don't want to do the dirty work.
They want to come out smelling like a rose.
When they tell the story, they don't tell what they did, they only say what you did.
Men are cowards when it comes to dealing with endings with women.
They are not as strong as us in many ways.
I don't envy them, I pity them for they will never know how much they were loved...
Until you are gone.
You're so right...They don't want any responsibilities..
Yes,it's their loss..Eventually..
Maybe some day they'll realize that...
So he's an ass.
She's not even interested in him that way but she flirted with him and she's young and then I became invisible. I'm sure at some point in time, he will come to me and try to talk to me but...I'm over it.
Men can be like little kids sometimes and not realize something until it's too late.
It's always too late.
Pretending that there is or was nothing going on...
It makes you so angry,doesn't it??
He sure is an ass,no question about it,
but it still makes you angry...
I hate this kind of behavior...
And they're not like kids...
They're just stupid cowards...