Don't Call Her Grace

But it has to be addressed. One of our monthly songwritting meeting turned to talking about abuse. When one female member showed up black and blue. Every woman and girl should know to get out of a relationship. On the first sign of abuse. NO SECOND CHANCES. ask any victem that got away. It does not get better. I hope this is only fiction for you. Take Care. huey

There is nothing lower than somebody who abuses a weaker person. I think using a 3rd person viewpoint is a great idea.............scribbler

Welcome back.

I enjoyed reading this piece very much. The cadence is wonderful, the word-choice excellent, and I like the title, and it's use at the end.

I hate the subject. No reflection on you; there are simply some things in life that we should all hate, and the subject of your poem is one of them.
I was struck by the triple level of sadness I felt in this piece: sad for the abuse, sad for the victim's inability to admit the abuse, and sad for the narrator, having to witness such a horror.
It leaves a knot of nausea in my guts that is surprising to me, being as world-weary as I am these days.

But when all is said, this is a fine piece of work, well done.

WOW this is scary good. I hope this was just a writing experment and not a real life experience. beautiful work. deep and dark

good to see your write again...as always you express the emotions and feelings so eloquently...i am prompted to come up with the following response extempor...

while the candle burns
most gain from its light
few realize the torment
emanating from its tip

the wick has a story to tell
making the wax melt
like droplets of tears
they slide down the edge

slowly but surely
the light fades out
leaving a life fulfilled
with a glorious past...

warmly..

This is about a fine a poem as I've read about violence at home, where home should be a sanctuary from the world of violence.

I agree with Jim, the way you personified all three aspects, the victim, the abuser, the witness (usually a child) in your poems lends itself to feeling compassion, something that is sorely lacking these days and exemplified by Raj's extemporaneous poem.

A wonderful thread on a subject that needn't be if only we could stop the cycle. Most abusers have been abused, or witnessed the violence.

~A

p.s. Btw, the title and the last line are simply astonishingly superb!

who has lived the tale, I must agree that this poem is one of the best that I have read lately. It is all too common a story, and although anyone deplores the reality, I fear that unless there is a wonderous change in the world, it will never be old news. I liked the third person aspect too, and it is rare that the tale is told this way. We sometimes forget about the effect that it has on the children, when there is abuse in a household. Even when it is not in your household, and you are an adult, it can be very uncomfortable to see someone being abused, physically or verbally. Awesome job, ~ Gee

Your poem is amazing and I applaud your courage to write about it. Suffice to say I totally agree with Jim.

Love Mand xxxxxx

I apologize for not being here so much but I so missed your work and I read this I would like to come back to it and offer some suggests.

Subject is something I know so well from my past
Also work in it and see it around everywhere
You did a great job just needs some polishing up if you so like

I miss you and thought of you often. Blessings to you and the family and talk soon

Love, Mona