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“Bruises fade father, but the pain remains the same” ~Christina Aguilera

As part of my reading deprivation, I’ve been listening to music. I’ve danced around the house, cleaning to Katy Perry and writing with the aid of Meditation music. My musical taste is ecclectic to say the least. As part of the excercise, reading deprivation aims to connect us to our own voice. When I listen to music, I do hear the other voice singing in my ear. I can hear the artist. Sometimes what the artist has to say is so powerful, so beautiful, so painful even, so true. I can’t explain why this song means so much to me, to do so woud be to unravel one of the biggest mysteries in my ongoing investigation of my life. But i am okay.

 

If you ever thought Child Abuse was something to take lightly. I can assure you. You are wrong.

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“Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.” ~Robert Frost

~ Ladybug  Ladybird ~

"A scarlet Lady with blemished wings"

A Mother’s Advice

She flies free, this lady with blemished wings;
a scarlet lady in a field of Greens.

She climbs–He bends–The wind begins to sing:
“No M’lady there are still more to seek.”

She’s re-learning to fly, happy and free.
Suddenly–FLASH– she’s netted down by Red.

His scent was strong and his beauty screamed,
but the guard of thorns made the tears she bled.
“No, M’lday, there is still more to seek.”

Carried to limbs, wings weary and broken,
he sways from his roots to lull her to sleep.
She sleeps while love’s words are at last spoken,

“Lady bug Lady bug you are not alone,”
“Lady Bug, Dear Lady Bug, Welcome Home.”

—  Kris E. King —
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