Beneath The Bruises

I trust this speaks for itself .. & goes some way at least to justify my contempt for certain members of my own species ..

Beneath The Bruises

Just because she

doesn’t say it ..

It doesn’t mean

that its

not thought

and just because

she doesn’t

cry none, it don’t

mean that

she’s no longer

hurting anymore ..

Take it

from me, from

someone

that knows her ..

For beneath

the many bruises,

something

is awakening but

as yet, it

just stirs so gentle

and quietly,

some might well

call it pride ..

Whereas I call it

dignity,

though of course,

both would

do very nicely

indeed, since she

is already

burnt out and all

but broken

and wasted, yet

above all,

she does remain

so much

a woman, a wife,

daughter

and a mother ..

Oh’ dear lord yes

and maybe

she is, after all

someone’s muse

a very

special friend

and though tired,

she still wants

nothing more than

for once to

be somebody’s lover ..

 

 

 

Author's Note

no note for any would be reviewers ..

Reviews

[W. Barrett Munn]

Wonderful piece of work, Neville.

[Neville]

thank you so much my friend .. Neville

[Curly Grace]

It feels honest, protective, and tender in all the right ways. The kind of piece that holds her dignity gently while still acknowledging the hurt beneath it.

[Neville]

that'll do just nicely Curly .. thanks ever so .. Neville