Shadows hunt the innocent like thieves who stalk the night
stealing vestal future days through mirrored shamed delight
leaving nestling daughters in violent shades of shame
left to clean the bloody mess that tears cannot explain
With virtue lost through violent strokes of evil motivation
and love destroyed by unseen cuts of personal vexation
the soul can long for the sweet release of taking one’s own life
with hopes of ending a hellish dream through self inflicted strife
When dreams forsake the solitude of divine imagination
and the spark of life is left to die in the heart of the forsaken
a child can find that hidden place where childlike themes can live
free from the words and scars of life that shadow men can give
THIS IS SO GUT WRENCHINGLY SAD...AND AS LONG AS THE 'CHILD' DOESN'T HIDE TOO LONG...FOR ONE HAS TO COME OUT, AS DIFFICULT AS IT MAY BE, AND WITH GOD'S HELP, PRESS ON. THANKS FOR SHARING, LOVE AND BLESSINGS, JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Lori, You can make it through it and survive. It is hellish but you are better for it in the end. I ought to know, I have been through it myself! Christ is the answer through all of this.Becca
Reviewed by na na (Reader)
Reviewed on March 6, 2004
Lori, so much pain for a beautiful Lady. Let Jesus carry your burden and free yourselef from this Shadow figure, and it will work out ok. Bill
Shadow men hurt grown folk too, not just little girls ...
Great poemn written wioth tremendous style!
~~~favorite lines:
leaving nestling daughters in violent shades of shame
left to clean the bloody mess that tears cannot explain
--- too awesome for words - well done!
"free from the words and scars of life that shadow men can give"
Powerful verse. Deeply meaningful and moving. Thank you for sharing this offering, Lori. Regis
Lori this evoked so many feelings in me..
Sorrow...sadness...horror...and outright
ANGER....so glad you are writing....releasing..
it is healing...and helps me to understand..
this was powerful...great writing..Brava to you..
floria
Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
Reviewed on March 5, 2004
Lori,
"When dreams forsake the solitude of divine imagination
and the spark of life is left to die in the heart of the forsaken
a child can find that hidden place where childlike themes can live
free from the words and scars of life that shadow men can give
This is so powerful and the depth it is unreachable...
"The Hiding Place" is a composition poemized from emotions and facts of life felt by a heart that has a knowledgeable mind, and written with words that warn, instruct and delight the souls searching for wisdom.
I have enjoyed a masterpiece, and learned from a scholarly poetical writing.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)
Reviewed on March 5, 2004
You have the most incredible mind Lori
I believe your work is before your time..
x0x0x0x
"When dreams forsake the solitude of divine imagination
and the spark of life is left to die in the heart of the forsaken
a child can find that hidden place where childlike themes can live
free from the words and scars of life that shadow men can give
."--
DYNAMITE!!!! Poem of the day...in my opinion...
Each person is but a grain of sand resting beside the sea. This thought sets the tone for Jill Eisnaugle’s latest poetry collection, Beside Still Waters.
Great poemn written wioth tremendous style!
~~~favorite lines:
leaving nestling daughters in violent shades of shame
left to clean the bloody mess that tears cannot explain
--- too awesome for words - well done!
Powerful verse. Deeply meaningful and moving. Thank you for sharing this offering, Lori. Regis
TRASK
Sorrow...sadness...horror...and outright
ANGER....so glad you are writing....releasing..
it is healing...and helps me to understand..
this was powerful...great writing..Brava to you..
floria
"When dreams forsake the solitude of divine imagination
and the spark of life is left to die in the heart of the forsaken
a child can find that hidden place where childlike themes can live
free from the words and scars of life that shadow men can give
This is so powerful and the depth it is unreachable...
Peggy
I have enjoyed a masterpiece, and learned from a scholarly poetical writing.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
I believe your work is before your time..
x0x0x0x
Love Tinka
and the spark of life is left to die in the heart of the forsaken
a child can find that hidden place where childlike themes can live
free from the words and scars of life that shadow men can give
."--
DYNAMITE!!!! Poem of the day...in my opinion...
God Bless
~Michelle~
Reindeer
One day it will all be beautiful as He promised,
that is our hope,and I believe in it!