He hurt me
My skin curled up
hardened
chain mail
He hurt me
My dropping saliva
thickened
venom
He hurt me
My tailbone lengthened
lashed
scythe
He hurt me
My stained teeth
sharpened
piercers
He won’t hurt you
my child
I have built
a protective wall
He won’t hurt you
my child
there’s a moat
filled with poison
He won’t hurt you
my child
I’ll make a lunge
if he approaches
He won’t hurt you
my child
I’ll have his head
on a stake
My dragon
tries to protect me
it does more harm
than it knows
My castle
tries to shield me
it imprisons
unintentionally
My untouched child
you are like sleeping beauty
I’ll need seven dwarfs
to get you out of here
Day 11 of OctPoWriMo. I’m not exactly using the prompt, which is about speaking up for children. This one is more about my inner child. When I wrote this, I kept thinking about the dragons that Nicola Wilson creates. You can find them on her Facebook page and a number on her website.
This is beautiful. I found it perfect for the prompt. It is about the injustices you stood up to. Which is what this was all about. 🙂
Sorry you had to go through this though. Hope you manage to recover from it.
XO
The first part with he hurt me was tough. But after that it was all beautiful and touching.
Beautifully expressed. Thank you for sharing with OctPoWriMo.
That was hard to read. But really well done. I came across an artist the other day, who creates the monsters which visit children in their dreams, and empowers them to fight the monsters off…it’s AMAZING. http://www.pinterest.com/pin/429390145696214832/
I did find this a perfect take on the prompt. We talk about children, their fears and the ways of the world. You have expressed it adroitly Angela 🙂
This is fantastic! It reads a bit like a story, and draws you to the end.
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