Playing ball

by Michael   Aug 30, 2016


The suspense that filled
me, when I would wait.
The creaking hinge on
child safety gate,
the irony of such
a fate!

Your expected presence
quietly emerged
(a memory that I now have purged)

Your illicit shadow crept,
along my bedroom wall.
Cast from the light,
in the landing hall.

Your shadow would always
enter before you,
so I knew, you were
next in the queue.

Slowly...quietly...
you would push
my bedroom door,
an artful act, you'd performed
many times before!
(I would turn aside - pretend
to ignore).

You slipped, with a sophisticated
fashion into my bed,
your insatiable breath, you
discharged - festered the back
of my head!
Your hand would rest on
my forbidden fruit,
the other cupped over
my mouth to mute!
I would lie still, with only
a predicted notion,
of the anticipation of,
your next gesturing
motion!

Too little and young
was I, to make a pact
to permit your sordid act.
Being as I was
an innocent child
I did play ball...

I mean you were my
trusted aunty
after all!

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  • 6 years ago

    by Milly Hayward

    A heart wrenching piece brilliantly written with great rhyme and flow. A shocking tale unfurled. Thank you for sharing this emotional piece

  • 7 years ago

    by Lyical Madness

    Haunting, but all to relatable. I am pleased you have found a creative outlet for your pain. Thank you for sharing x

  • 7 years ago

    by Brenda

    I am so sorry you ever had to endure this. No child should ever have to go through this. I realize that the abuser can be either male or female, it's just not something you see as much, or maybe not hear about as much. Thank you for sharing this, it's a very brave write, again I am sorry this had to be part of your life.

    • 7 years ago

      by Michael

      Thank you Brenda your words are comforting. I have worked hard to make some understandings with past hurts and troubles. I can say not an easy journey. But with guidance, free expressing and hopes of non-judgements, the pain becomes less daunting.

      Michael :)

  • 7 years ago

    by Em

    Michael, no words could ever comprehend this happening but all I can say well done o sharing this especially as its female relative doing the unthinkable, this needs to be shared. I am in tears.

    All the best, Em

    • 7 years ago

      by Michael

      Hello Em, again as always your messages always have a meaningful deepness. An empathy I truly feel. Sharing, expressing and the confidence to write, is an incredible way to release inner emotions. On the whole I love it!

      Michael x

  • 7 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    A well told, yet brutally sad telling of child abuse. The uniqueness of this is that here we have a female relative abusing a male child. This variation on the theme of dad/ uncle on female child just goes to show that abuse can happen to any child from any known person in their lives.

    Well done on sharing this.

    Take care,

    Michael

    • 7 years ago

      by Michael

      Thank you, your words mean so much. Again the beauty of being able to express through poetry, is without boundaries. Whether or not a poem is well written has no place for myself, only the emotion that travels through my heart and into the pen I write with. Words are all we have to aid people to express their empathy.

      Michael

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