A Picture's Worth a Thousand Poems
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Comment from RGstar
And Horror plays its part. Good on you, the fight for the kids continue.
Good work
One thing, Dean.
I thought about this a while. You might try starting the music near the end of the poem, if you can. I don't know if you tried that. Try fading it in near the last stanza. That may give it better effect.
I find myself turning the music down whilst reading the poem , in order to concentrate on the poem. I then play the music after to see what it was.
If you play it near the end, it could enhance the poem.
I like both compositions, it's just finding the balance.
Good one.
RG
reply by the author on 05-Dec-2013
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And Horror plays its part. Good on you, the fight for the kids continue.
Good work
One thing, Dean.
I thought about this a while. You might try starting the music near the end of the poem, if you can. I don't know if you tried that. Try fading it in near the last stanza. That may give it better effect.
I find myself turning the music down whilst reading the poem , in order to concentrate on the poem. I then play the music after to see what it was.
If you play it near the end, it could enhance the poem.
I like both compositions, it's just finding the balance.
Good one.
RG
Comment Written 05-Dec-2013
reply by the author on 05-Dec-2013
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Thanks so much for the wonderful review, RGstar, I really appreciate that. I really wish there was a way to delay the sound FX, however unfortunately, I have no control over that aspect. I am working on it, though, believe me, LOL!
Thanks so much, again...
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No problem. Dean
Comment from Evelyn Fort Stewart
This, any abuse, by this is one abuse the vengeance of God will come down upon. I wanted children with all my heart, never married, couldn't find what I knew to be a caring man so opted out. I had a wonderful and knew what a loving man was, so I didn't walk into a trap like Miss Evelyn. I worked in the hospital and one night they brought into ER by ambulance one of the most beautiful 3 year old little girls I had ever seen but she had been beaten more than once to where no matter what the nurse did the child laid as if she were numb, she didn't respond to love or pain, it was if the abuser had stolen her soul. I have her story in my portfolio "Brown-Eyed Doll Baby" that's been more than 45 years ago but I still think and pray for that child. She was hurt so bad we had to move her to children's hospital and I never knew what happened to her but she made a lasting impression on my heart.How someone can hurt anyone deliberately, especially an innocent child. God has His way of dealing with them. God loves you and we do tooo.
reply by the author on 05-Dec-2013
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This, any abuse, by this is one abuse the vengeance of God will come down upon. I wanted children with all my heart, never married, couldn't find what I knew to be a caring man so opted out. I had a wonderful and knew what a loving man was, so I didn't walk into a trap like Miss Evelyn. I worked in the hospital and one night they brought into ER by ambulance one of the most beautiful 3 year old little girls I had ever seen but she had been beaten more than once to where no matter what the nurse did the child laid as if she were numb, she didn't respond to love or pain, it was if the abuser had stolen her soul. I have her story in my portfolio "Brown-Eyed Doll Baby" that's been more than 45 years ago but I still think and pray for that child. She was hurt so bad we had to move her to children's hospital and I never knew what happened to her but she made a lasting impression on my heart.How someone can hurt anyone deliberately, especially an innocent child. God has His way of dealing with them. God loves you and we do tooo.
Comment Written 05-Dec-2013
reply by the author on 05-Dec-2013
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Thanks for the fabulous review, my friend, as well as your personal memoirs of dealing with such abuse. It is heartbreaking to even think that someone could purposefully hurt an innocent child. I know what I would like to see done to these monsters, but that's not for me to decide. As you stated, that is between them, and God, and they will answer for it one day.
Thanks so much, again...
Comment from Louise Michelle
Oh, Dean, this just ripped my heart out! I have no sympathy for people who abuse children, even if they were once victims themselves. The horrendous cycle has got to be stopped by any means possible. They cannot be cured. They will always have their sick desires. As always, you gave us a wonderful presentation. The baby crying .... well, I'm just too angry to say any more. Hugs, Lou
reply by the author on 05-Dec-2013
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Oh, Dean, this just ripped my heart out! I have no sympathy for people who abuse children, even if they were once victims themselves. The horrendous cycle has got to be stopped by any means possible. They cannot be cured. They will always have their sick desires. As always, you gave us a wonderful presentation. The baby crying .... well, I'm just too angry to say any more. Hugs, Lou
Comment Written 05-Dec-2013
reply by the author on 05-Dec-2013
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Thanks, Lou, and I realize what a passionate issue it is for so many, myself included!
I truly appreciate the wonderful review and insights.
Comment from GratefullyRecovering
Well, first off... HOLY SHIT! Sorry but good gd! That was an excellent, chilling, "horrifying" poem. You are so good at what you do.
The sad fact for me is that I know most of the facts you posted...
I was a victim of child abuse physically by my father and later around 8 I was molested by a family friend while taking a bath and my mom was at the neighbors who was his sister.
I was a victim of physical and sexual abuse older more times than I care to recall honestly. The first was a man in his 40's and I was 16, he talked me into meeting him and he raped me and told me he was going to chop me up into little pieces and scatter me over the country side.
I got away and also got pregnant. Since I was used to abuse I didn't tell and got a new boyfriend that found out I was pregnant and then beat the baby out of me. I miscarried.
While I cleaned up the blood he laid on my bed and watched a comedy show and was laughing and having a good time.
The messed up thing is that's just one story of a miscarriage where it was beaten out of me...
Thank you for educating the masses to this horrific awful thing going on in our world.
One last story...
When I was like 16 months old, my mom was a nurse in surgery and she had a baby girl the same age as me come in...
The mother's boyfriend had molested her, then beat her senselessly literally, to the point she's mentally and physically gone. The mother of the child and her mother knew and left her on the floor all bloody and beaten for three days.
My mom saw that little baby again in the surgery dept when she was in her 20's and she was crippled up, mentally gone, just a total disaster... she went off on the mother's, both of them still had her!
What a world we live in...
Fantastic job. Thank you. Hope I didn't overshare!
reply by the author on 05-Dec-2013
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Well, first off... HOLY SHIT! Sorry but good gd! That was an excellent, chilling, "horrifying" poem. You are so good at what you do.
The sad fact for me is that I know most of the facts you posted...
I was a victim of child abuse physically by my father and later around 8 I was molested by a family friend while taking a bath and my mom was at the neighbors who was his sister.
I was a victim of physical and sexual abuse older more times than I care to recall honestly. The first was a man in his 40's and I was 16, he talked me into meeting him and he raped me and told me he was going to chop me up into little pieces and scatter me over the country side.
I got away and also got pregnant. Since I was used to abuse I didn't tell and got a new boyfriend that found out I was pregnant and then beat the baby out of me. I miscarried.
While I cleaned up the blood he laid on my bed and watched a comedy show and was laughing and having a good time.
The messed up thing is that's just one story of a miscarriage where it was beaten out of me...
Thank you for educating the masses to this horrific awful thing going on in our world.
One last story...
When I was like 16 months old, my mom was a nurse in surgery and she had a baby girl the same age as me come in...
The mother's boyfriend had molested her, then beat her senselessly literally, to the point she's mentally and physically gone. The mother of the child and her mother knew and left her on the floor all bloody and beaten for three days.
My mom saw that little baby again in the surgery dept when she was in her 20's and she was crippled up, mentally gone, just a total disaster... she went off on the mother's, both of them still had her!
What a world we live in...
Fantastic job. Thank you. Hope I didn't overshare!
Comment Written 05-Dec-2013
reply by the author on 05-Dec-2013
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No, I really appreciate you sharing your story with me, GR. Getting this out in the open and out form the dank, musty shadows where it so often likes to hide, is precisely why I wrote this. I just can't comprehend how someone could hurt a child. Even as twisted as I am, I simply can't wrap my mind around such a horrible concept.
I wrote this particular poem in response to a news story I'd seen. A mother stood by and watched her convict boyfriend drown her baby girl in the bathtub of their home. He'd just been released from prison, and convinced her that their lives would be ons big party without a baby around to drag them down. I nearly cried when the showed the photo of the little girl.
This poem was the result of what I felt, what I wished that baby could have done to him, the bastard! I have no sympathy whatsoever for anyone who hurts a child, a teen, or anyone else placed in their trust. I know what I would LIKE to do to them, but that's between them, and God. They'll be held accountable one day, as all of those who have abused you will be.
Thanks for getting me "going". Sorry I rambled on so long...
Comment from lindalcreel
It is not going to end soon enough as far as I'm concerned. I think they should bring back public execution and allow all of those kids who suffered to inflict a slow and painful death on those creeps. This is one of the things U hate about our society. We need to wake up and have stronger laws to protect our children. Stop feeling sorry for the parents who don't deserve to even be parents and place those kids in a loving home. Thanks so much for sharing.
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It is not going to end soon enough as far as I'm concerned. I think they should bring back public execution and allow all of those kids who suffered to inflict a slow and painful death on those creeps. This is one of the things U hate about our society. We need to wake up and have stronger laws to protect our children. Stop feeling sorry for the parents who don't deserve to even be parents and place those kids in a loving home. Thanks so much for sharing.
Comment Written 05-Dec-2013
Comment from amada
This was hurting to read. But I continued on because we need to be aware of the severity of this tragedy. The more we know the more we can help. No use to cover it under the rug NO more.
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This was hurting to read. But I continued on because we need to be aware of the severity of this tragedy. The more we know the more we can help. No use to cover it under the rug NO more.
Comment Written 05-Dec-2013
Comment from Cry the Vile Rebel
I am learning to read author's notes first, and I almost hesitated to read this after having worked so many years in an ER and in a Peds ICU. It's truly horrific and you have captured some of that. I have become jaded. I am soul-sick to admit that when I first hear of a toddler falling down stairs or a baby being found dead in her crib, the first thing I feel is not compassion for a parent's loss. While I have no data available, my experience is that the retinal scan technology that you mention has decreased the number of diagnoses of SIDS dramatically. Children are fragile; adults do not always have control. Or, sometimes, tragically, the adults have too much control. So, from my perspective, I don't know that it will ever end. Told you I was jaded.Sigh.
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I am learning to read author's notes first, and I almost hesitated to read this after having worked so many years in an ER and in a Peds ICU. It's truly horrific and you have captured some of that. I have become jaded. I am soul-sick to admit that when I first hear of a toddler falling down stairs or a baby being found dead in her crib, the first thing I feel is not compassion for a parent's loss. While I have no data available, my experience is that the retinal scan technology that you mention has decreased the number of diagnoses of SIDS dramatically. Children are fragile; adults do not always have control. Or, sometimes, tragically, the adults have too much control. So, from my perspective, I don't know that it will ever end. Told you I was jaded.Sigh.
Comment Written 05-Dec-2013
Comment from robina1978
You wrote an absolutely excellent poem against child abuse. Even though kids can phone, it still happens very often or the instances don't respond in time.
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You wrote an absolutely excellent poem against child abuse. Even though kids can phone, it still happens very often or the instances don't respond in time.
Comment Written 05-Dec-2013
Comment from GWHARGIS
I can't stop the chills. I used to do a lot of research on child abuse. It is always shocking. No matter how many books, or studies I have read, it never fails to make me wonder. I have four children, and though sometimes I say I could kill them, I would never hurt one hair on them. I guess the abusers don't see the children as a reward from God. Powerful stuff. I thought it was interesting how the child crying suddenly stops when the poem is only halfway finished. Maybe I'm just a slow reader.
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I can't stop the chills. I used to do a lot of research on child abuse. It is always shocking. No matter how many books, or studies I have read, it never fails to make me wonder. I have four children, and though sometimes I say I could kill them, I would never hurt one hair on them. I guess the abusers don't see the children as a reward from God. Powerful stuff. I thought it was interesting how the child crying suddenly stops when the poem is only halfway finished. Maybe I'm just a slow reader.
Comment Written 05-Dec-2013
Comment from Rosalyne
Hi Dean,
This is a very vivid poem and so well titled, "Horrified." How an adult can do such disgusting atrocities to children is beyond any realm of my understanding, but as you showed in the stats, it happens often. These sick human beings strip away a child's innocence, youth and leave them scarred for life. Good for you to write about such a difficult topic and bring it forward.
Bye
Rosalyne :)
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Hi Dean,
This is a very vivid poem and so well titled, "Horrified." How an adult can do such disgusting atrocities to children is beyond any realm of my understanding, but as you showed in the stats, it happens often. These sick human beings strip away a child's innocence, youth and leave them scarred for life. Good for you to write about such a difficult topic and bring it forward.
Bye
Rosalyne :)
Comment Written 05-Dec-2013