'Detached' by Trish |
Image 1
She is frozen with the cold rage of humiliation.
Of mind, body, and battered emotion.She doesn't mind this icy state,
she's learned it helps keep her safe.
She and it go hand in glove,
it's the land of those who live without love.
It keeps her tormentors from her love and hate,
those who'd deterrmine, predict her fate.
Long ago she'd slammed shut the door, turned the key,
closed her ears and eyes, no more to hear or see.
'Happy Days' by Trish |
Image 2
She is sturdy, and supple of limb
See how she sweighs, bends with the wind.,
Her eyes are wide with excitement and wonder,
that never dims, at the loudest of thunder.
or a mare that's destined for a Melbourne Cup!
Sometimes she feels like a big red ball,
full of warmth and love, for herself, and for all.
Tushie 2005
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