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So I've been feeling a great deal of sadness since I got back from being with my family for my sister's wedding. I was feeling that way tonight and talked to Sue for a bit about what I was feeling. It all ended up in a good, long-overdue cry and this the first poem I've written in a quite awhile.
CHILDHOOD
cavernous, dark hole
where Daddy used to be
sucks in sick, slashing boys and men
who slice and tear
at the tender walls
of my barely beating heart.
time does not heal
such wounds
that fester in silence,
waiting for someone
to breach the dam
of stifled tears,
filling the heart
with healing waves
of grief.
Thanks, Sue, and all of you who have prayed for and poked at my numbness and leanings toward darkness and despair to help bring me more to life and into the light.
Julie
Joyful Encounters with the Light by Derek Hugen
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