New Addition To My Shingle (poem) by Tinka Boukes on AuthorsDen

New Addition To My Shingle
by Tinka Boukes → (All Poetry by Tinka Boukes)
Rated "G" by the Author.

Save



New Addition To My Shingle {For Eileen} She lay there on her bed and cry She looked so pale� so hurt Full of bitterness�the lines near her mouth Dark rings around her eyes Once or twice she tried to defend herself But each time she looked you in the face All she felt was shock And so ashamed for a moment Denied the truth for awhile Quietly�but full of bitterness inside Knowing To beg for mercy or forgiveness Or to be furious for what happened�too late She pulls the pillow over her head Press it hard against her ear Anything to keep the hurt on her face out of sight Time passed incredibly slow Instinctively she turned around Switched off the light A moment of hesitation� Before her body started to shiver She buried her face in the pillow So no one could hear her prayer Pretending To be fast asleep Copyright � 2005 Tinka Boukes

Reviewed by Michelle Kidwell Power In The Pen

Reviewed on July 14, 2005

A wonderful healing write here, keep these coming Tinka
God Bless
Michelle!

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on July 13, 2005

Tinka,

Healing, beautiful write--from a beautiful soul. (((HUGS))) and prayers

love, Karla. :(

Reviewed by C. McGovern-Bowen

engaging portrayal of "working through the pain."
well done, my friend.
best,
Carolyn

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Powerfully sad, Tinka; and quite a poem.

Reviewed by Janet Caldwell

Wow Tinka, what a piece, pure magic and one that I know well. I pray for our friend Eileen. Love to you my sweet.

Janny xoxoxo

Reviewed by Carole Mathys

Reviewed on July 12, 2005

Emotionally sad write Tinka, pain and sorrow can drag you way down, been there, done that!

Peace, Carole

Reviewed by jude forese

we can only dream when we stop hiding from ourselves ...

an emotionally powerful poem capturing the essence of denial ...

Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)

Very sad, deep, moving write. Pain is no fun.

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

Aaaawwwww! Hope she feels better very soon...

Sandie Angel a.k.a. Sandie May Angel :o(

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Seems everyone is having troubles these days.

Reviewed by m j hollingshead

nicely done, poignant read

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Touching write and though we do not know the full story her sadness seeps out like sweat seeps form pores on a hot day. Her pain becomes the readers pain and the desire to reach out and hold her until she feels better is strong. Great work here Tinka,
Hugs,
Felix

Reviewed by George Carroll

Splendid write, a hidden depth within it.

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Oh my Tinka, yes you can be my shrink anytime! Very deep
heartfelt sorrow and misery in this poem. Expertly done.
What name is on the shingle? I vote for Dr Twinka!;-)
(I luv the name Grady gave you!)

Love,
Eileen

Quietly�but full of bitterness inside

So no one could hear her prayer