Plea from the Battered
Wrap me in a blanket of caring and constancy,
Enfold me and make me feel safe.
Show me my fears for a future are groundless
And the pain of the past needn’t chafe.
Have patience when sometimes I flinch from your touch
Or shudder and cry out at night.
The tyrant who menaces me in the dark
For too long controlled me with spite.
You gave me the courage to flee from that life,
Allowed me some respite from pain,
But fear like a vise kept me firmly enslaved
Lest he try to entrap me again.
Your kindness and caring, like sun on the ground
Brings a seed from the darkness to flower,
So slowly I’ll thaw and someday I’ll thrive,
For certainly love has that power.


Comments: 21
while I can see what Ed means in his comments re: the metre (yes,we are Canadian, as a matter of fact!) .... I kind of like it - it contributes to an overall hopefullness for that someday ....
too many works about victims of abuse offer little hope. This one does, and I thank you for it....
Am going to feature it in Canadian Writers, btw
I will see what I can do about creating a different version and ask for you to comment again if I manage to get it re-worked.
Yes Dianne, it is my story. Time and my much-loved present husband have done a lot to erase the 27 years of misery. The ex-husband died 3 years ago and that finally allowed me to stop looking over my shoulder. He never quite understood that I wanted to have nothing more to do with him. I think he had a negative impact on every life he touched.
It speaks of self-care and protecting the self by setting boundaries and only trusting those who nurture instead of wound. A poem that addresses the redress of hurt.