Pain.
It rips through my body in waves
Starts in the middle and shoots
outward
Into my legs
My arms
Wraps itself around my back
I retch
Only air and the faint scent of dinner escape
Another wave
Tears through me
I roll into a ball and weep
Want to slide out of my skin
Shed it
Give it away
Hours I spend like this
Rocking
suffering
Bawling
At the hospital
I get relief
Until a new pain yanks me into its violent embrace
The earth shakes
Splits me in half
Head spinning
Mouth parched
Eyes squeezed tight
I cry unabashedly
And then I stop
Someone else is crying too.
Suddenly it doesn’t matter anymore
I don’t feel anything
But
Pure
Innocent
Love.
Authors note: this is an inverse poem. Read both ways, top to bottom, then bottom to top.
When We Were Very Young
In another box set that my parents got me when I was younger contained four books by A.A. Milne. 'When We Were Very Young' is a collection of poems that Milne wrote for his son Christopher Robin. This is a book that is full of references to Mr. Edward Bear, but a lot of the poems give some various descriptions of life of a very young child and where, when, how and why they do what they do. The illustrations are quite cute for you can see what Christopher Robin is and may be thinking. Also, Pooh Bear does make his self-known at various points. I have read these verses many, many times over the years and each time make me feel good about myself.
By Mark Graham6 days ago in Critique
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💜Poignant and beautiful💜