Tiny Eyes
by
Beverley McInnis
copyright 08-03-2001
Age Rating: 18 to 127
screaming silence
hands over mouth
wide eyes staring
outwards
trembling lips speak no lies
as feet walk overhead
stamping out the love
with every heel mark ground onto
empty face
under the blanket
she trembles
no one seeing
the tiny child
hidden
hand over mouth
wide eyes
staring outwards
taking it
all
in
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Thank you Nan, John and Sunny. This poem started as a challenge from another site to use the word "tiny" and I came up with this. Yes, it does happen far too often and one day, I hope, it stops.
Thank you Lary and Karen. Just want to add, there is a sense of hopefulness around this too. Karen is a foster parent who affects lives in a positive, loving manner even if a child remains in the home only for 24 hours (such as is done in emergency care situations). There are also programs out there to support and assist children/youth to move through these experiences and break the cycle.
In my experience, I've had young adults return and tell me how much the program helped them to move forward in their lives, in a positive manner.
In fact, my research on this subject shows that one adult can make a difference in the life of a child exposed to domestic violence.
One adult could make the child in this poem see there is a different way of life and learn it is not the child's fault for the violence occuring.
One adult...imagine that. Very simple concept when you really think about it.
Robert, you read the poem exactly right....it is a poem around a child witnessing domestic violence. Definitely a tragedy and one that children can rise above to break the cycle if intervention is offered. (which is the basis of my work and my role of an advocate for children and youth).
Mary, your comment left me speechless, knowing how it affected you. I hope that writing helped you to move those feelings through.
This is a poem which I plan to submit into our provincial communique, in the winter, which centres around domestic violence.
OMG! The memories can come rushing back like a tital wave, can't they? I'm drowning in them right now...(Think I'll go read my Phoenix Of Sorts series and start the next one.)
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