A Picture's Worth a Thousand Poems
Viewing comments for Chapter 21 "Horrified"A compilation of pictapoems from my portfolio
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Comment from ericawrites
This is such a well written poem, very descriptive of child abuse, I do hope it's not biographical. As a survivor of childhood abuse, I can empathise with this.
Well done, thank you for highlighting this very disturbing issue.
reply by the author on 05-Dec-2013
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This is such a well written poem, very descriptive of child abuse, I do hope it's not biographical. As a survivor of childhood abuse, I can empathise with this.
Well done, thank you for highlighting this very disturbing issue.
Comment Written 05-Dec-2013
reply by the author on 05-Dec-2013
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Thanks, ericawrites, and no, it is not biographical, thank God.
I wrote this after seeing a particularly disturbing story on the news. A mother stood by and watched as her boyfriend, newly released from prison, drowned her sixteen-month-old daughter in the bathtub of her apartment. He'd convinced her that their party life would be severely hampered by an infant, so she allowed him to murder her. Just stood by and watched him do it! I was so shocked and outraged. This poem is the result of that news story. It's what I wished that baby girl could have done to the bastard, slit his evil throat.
They were caught when a neighbor called city inspectors because they were digging in her back yard. They were trying to bury the poor child.
Good grief, there are monsters roaming our world today!
Thanks again for the fabulous review. I appreciate it!
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Oh my, how awful! That's just horrific. Poor baby girl. May she rest in peace. x
Comment from Mastery
Hi, Dean. Excellent write here...in fact the entire presentation is wonderfully done in spite of the terrible subject matter. I wish I had a six star left for you. Bravo! Bob
reply by the author on 05-Dec-2013
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Hi, Dean. Excellent write here...in fact the entire presentation is wonderfully done in spite of the terrible subject matter. I wish I had a six star left for you. Bravo! Bob
Comment Written 05-Dec-2013
reply by the author on 05-Dec-2013
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Thanks very much, Bob. The fact that you enjoyed it, and it resonated for you, is reward enough for me, my good friend...
Comment from Leineco
No lie - my heart beat rose measurably as I read this. (I'm pretty sure I was holding my breath too)
This is really compellingly written, and impossible to forget.
I know its not the christian thing to do - but I gave her a secret thumbs up at the end. Sadly, that's just knee-jerk vengeance reaction speaking.
The killer is . . . what the hell do we do about it? Nothing seems to make a dent in this atrocity :-(
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No lie - my heart beat rose measurably as I read this. (I'm pretty sure I was holding my breath too)
This is really compellingly written, and impossible to forget.
I know its not the christian thing to do - but I gave her a secret thumbs up at the end. Sadly, that's just knee-jerk vengeance reaction speaking.
The killer is . . . what the hell do we do about it? Nothing seems to make a dent in this atrocity :-(
Comment Written 05-Dec-2013
Comment from Gert sherwood
Dean again a rhyming poem that should be read especially
your author Notes( so well done).
You inspired me to write a poem
Which I don't know if I should post ?
When I was a child of Abuse
My feeble eyes weep,
my necessity was sleep
I waited for a protecting wing
then to hear my caring angel sing.
I waited for a loving listening ear
when I screamed in dire fear.
Praying for a caring strong arm
to shield me from abusive harm.
I waited for a friendly voice
to abet my utmost choice
to be safe to play and rejoice.
From infrared abuse, I prayed to survive,
with God's hand to stay alive
an clear of fearful tears
and the lusty abuse that brought fear.
Written b Gert shewood
TY for reading
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Dean again a rhyming poem that should be read especially
your author Notes( so well done).
You inspired me to write a poem
Which I don't know if I should post ?
When I was a child of Abuse
My feeble eyes weep,
my necessity was sleep
I waited for a protecting wing
then to hear my caring angel sing.
I waited for a loving listening ear
when I screamed in dire fear.
Praying for a caring strong arm
to shield me from abusive harm.
I waited for a friendly voice
to abet my utmost choice
to be safe to play and rejoice.
From infrared abuse, I prayed to survive,
with God's hand to stay alive
an clear of fearful tears
and the lusty abuse that brought fear.
Written b Gert shewood
TY for reading
Comment Written 05-Dec-2013
Comment from TheWriteTeach
You did an excellent job with this, Dean. Everything you wrote, unfortunately, is very accurate. Sexual abuse is not a topic that comes up in casual conversation among children and teens. Because it is rarely discussed, many victims don't realize they ARE a victim. It is not uncommon for abused children to think this is normal procedure and all fathers, uncles, etc. do this. We need to speak up and get the message out there so children/teens know this is wrong and needs to be reported. Because I address this issue with all my students every year, a 16 year old girl came to me about her father raping her since she was 12. She did not know it was wrong until I talked about it in class. He told her that was how fathers showed their daughters they loved them. The father is now behind bars. Sorry about the rant - child sex abuse makes my blood boil.
Again, great job.
Suzanne
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You did an excellent job with this, Dean. Everything you wrote, unfortunately, is very accurate. Sexual abuse is not a topic that comes up in casual conversation among children and teens. Because it is rarely discussed, many victims don't realize they ARE a victim. It is not uncommon for abused children to think this is normal procedure and all fathers, uncles, etc. do this. We need to speak up and get the message out there so children/teens know this is wrong and needs to be reported. Because I address this issue with all my students every year, a 16 year old girl came to me about her father raping her since she was 12. She did not know it was wrong until I talked about it in class. He told her that was how fathers showed their daughters they loved them. The father is now behind bars. Sorry about the rant - child sex abuse makes my blood boil.
Again, great job.
Suzanne
Comment Written 05-Dec-2013
Comment from Capricorn61
Your poem is so true and the statistics are dreadful, Will it ever stop? I doubt it as long as there are these vile human beings around. my brother in law was an abuser of his own son. I was only 15 and very innocent when I visited his home. I felt there was something odd about him and he frightened me. I always made sure I was never alone with him. I never went on any more visits. I had been beaten a lot during my childhood and did not realise that the childs screams were caused by the abuse. I just thought he was being punished for something he had done wrong. This 'animal' was only found out by accident at the age of 74. I often wonder how many others had been his victim. I was so glad when he died.
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Your poem is so true and the statistics are dreadful, Will it ever stop? I doubt it as long as there are these vile human beings around. my brother in law was an abuser of his own son. I was only 15 and very innocent when I visited his home. I felt there was something odd about him and he frightened me. I always made sure I was never alone with him. I never went on any more visits. I had been beaten a lot during my childhood and did not realise that the childs screams were caused by the abuse. I just thought he was being punished for something he had done wrong. This 'animal' was only found out by accident at the age of 74. I often wonder how many others had been his victim. I was so glad when he died.
Comment Written 05-Dec-2013
Comment from visionary1234
The numbers are truly terrifying, Dean. This is a fine - awful - poetic piece, though it's difficult to think of 'poetry' in this context, isn't it? Well done my friend! :)Sharyn
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The numbers are truly terrifying, Dean. This is a fine - awful - poetic piece, though it's difficult to think of 'poetry' in this context, isn't it? Well done my friend! :)Sharyn
Comment Written 05-Dec-2013
Comment from JM daSilva
Dean, that's exactly what I've asked many times. When is it going to end? Vincent is raising orphans, but your poetry and information makes it obvious that the family unit can be the worst hell in the world.
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Dean, that's exactly what I've asked many times. When is it going to end? Vincent is raising orphans, but your poetry and information makes it obvious that the family unit can be the worst hell in the world.
Comment Written 05-Dec-2013
Comment from L. Sherman
Holy... wow.
Heartbreaking, chilling. It raised goosebumps. That this should be a reality for any child is disgusting so I applaud you for tackling such delicate subject matter and for shedding light on this truly heinous deed.
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Holy... wow.
Heartbreaking, chilling. It raised goosebumps. That this should be a reality for any child is disgusting so I applaud you for tackling such delicate subject matter and for shedding light on this truly heinous deed.
Comment Written 05-Dec-2013
Comment from Oatmeal
Dean Kuch,
Created impressions through the descriptions are vivid, forceful and making the reader think about it. Very well reflected thoughts and expressions.
There was no SPAG, no typos, no room for improvement.
I look forward to seeing you again.
Love you,
Oatmeal
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Dean Kuch,
Created impressions through the descriptions are vivid, forceful and making the reader think about it. Very well reflected thoughts and expressions.
There was no SPAG, no typos, no room for improvement.
I look forward to seeing you again.
Love you,
Oatmeal
Comment Written 05-Dec-2013