Slaughtered in the shadows

by - Mr. Darcy   Dec 3, 2016


Twisted words writhe
like a sack full
of spitting snakes.

Whilst...

Blindly, slowly
a small hand delves
within their range.

Hisssss...

Strike, Bite,
Strike, Bite,
Strike, Bite...

A cold wind coils
around, containing
all screams.

His...

Pure eyes of Olive green
Welled a thousand strikes,
wrenching, still now,
plantive pleas, that
Limp in certain shadows
drawn closer to the
butcher's gleam.

Stoically, they fail to fall
down the dirty shards
of an imprisoned
[child]

Forever,

Broken.

~~

michael
2016

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  • 7 months ago

    by Larry Chamberlin

    The worst abuse is sometimes the stuff that can't be seen. Striking a child's esteem every time he attempts to become something lasts a lifetime.

    • 7 months ago

      by - Mr. Darcy

      Very true, Larry. The worst scars are the invisible permanent ones.

      Take care.

  • 9 months ago

    by Em

    Hello Michael, It's me again. I saw your comment on Jessica's poem and had to come back as I knew you had changed the title and most definitely tweaked this little gem ALOT making it even more perfect than when I first read it.

    1/ words are so very painful and most definitely can stick in your mind forever though any kind of abuse is horrendous. I love the imagery here though of words being twisted like a sack of angry snakes.

    2/ At first, I wondered about this line but then re-reading it I realised it was very significant to the reader of the piece and that tiny hand was in the firing line of these words that are no doubt going to stick in the Childs mind forever. I do like how you paused with the "whilst..." as it gives us time to digest what you first said and also, time to slowly go into this stanza just like the child did.

    3/ This I feel is rather significant as the hissing are the words (I think) and they are followed by strikes and bites which I feel are the physical sides of abuse though just my thoughts.

    4/ I absolutely love this part though sad it speaks many volumes, the imagery of wind containing all the screams from this what I feel abuse and it's true because when it's happening nobody knows and it's like it's concealed within the walls of whatever room it happens in only to be 'gone with the wind.'

    His...
    Again I feel this is really significant as it reveals that the abuser was a male.. Maybe I am completely off with thinking that this is what its about but it's like a shock revelation sort of thing.

    5/ Eyes can say many things without words, they can show any kind of emotion and never lie (sorry first thing that came to mind) this is a very powerful write. Check the typo on "plaintive"

    6/ I love the use of stoically here because it shows how emotionless this person is and again another shock revelation of a child being imprisoned which does as we know unfortunately happen and it makes my blood boil.

    Yes, yes, yes. When one is abused that child is always going to be broken but they are usually the most nicest people you can meet.

    Michael, this write has really opened my eyes and i truly hope it wasn't literal for you.
    All the best,
    Em

  • 10 months ago

    by stormingdance (Jessica)

    Suspenseful and amazing imagery.

  • 10 months ago

    by Naughtymouse

    Michael, your writing always carries with it the most amazing imagery. Epicness.

  • 10 months ago

    by Meena Krish

    I've never seen anyone write about a snake so descriptively making it sound like an assassin! The layout of the poem too with spaces in between builds up the momentum keeping the read on edge.

    Yet this part:

    Stoically, they fail to fall
    down the dirty shards
    of an imprisoned
    [child]

    It got me. The very mention of a child. Reading this painted one picture but this with the child been on the receiving end can also symbolize abuse it the most harshest way!

    A gripping write yet so very painfully sad...

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