Silenced
Little black dress, diamonds, and shoes,
hide the lies, all you don't confess
while kneeling, working alibis
letting the glamour of your disguise
hide the bruise. You stammer, recite devotionals,
repertoire of excuses carried like a cross,
offered up, personal mercenary
fighting to save whom?
One day he'll carry through,
leave you broken, blessings exhausted,
little black dress shredded, crumpled,
accosted no longer by his heavy-handed caress,
prayer books, silenced.
by Margaret Bednar, January 26, 2013
Linked with "Imaginary Garden With Real Toad's - Music with Marian" - today taking a look at the singer Dessa and I specifically looked at her song "Alibi" (music video below) for inspiration.
I'm all for praying and devotionals, don't get me wrong. But there are those who feel prayer is the only way "out".
12 comments:
Yes, Margaret! I love the direction you took in this poem. It is bold and goes to a place many would hesitate to enter.
This has an edge that I really like. Cool writing, Margaret.
whoosh, Margaret! what a strong voice here, edgy as MZ says, but soft as well, tending to a bruise. wow. i really like this.
Wow. Heavy duty writing, Margaret.
"Letting the glamour of your disguise hide the bruise." Wowzers, kiddo, you so nailed it!
Ditto to all of the above comments. Very deep, intense thoughts. Mickie :)
Heavy handed caress and silenced prayer books resonate with me deeply Margaret ~ This is a lovely share ~
Powerful piece. Perhaps someone will come across this, see themselves in it and have the courage to get out of an abusive situation.
intense write. I definitely think prayer and faith play a hand in taking action, but alone they are not necessarily enough.
Just telling it like it is...goes a long way, Margaret.
Wow! So well done, Margaret...so often the'll try to hide behind that cross. Sad.
amen!
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