Sunday, 8 April 2012

Greatest fear

                                                                                       
crimson 
blood stains
running down thighs
nausea  rising dry  throat

shaking hands holding belly
lost  in  prayer  as  sky  opens 
to spew and belch her sacrifice

heaving shoulders, she holds
broken shell in silent agony
in cold washroom, alone, 

she   confronts   her
greatest fear:  

barren 


                                                                                          image: djajakarta




Posted for The Mag 112 :    From the writer's point of view, my greatest fear is to lose my muse.  Sharing a personal experience as this month, we celebrate the birthdays and milestones of my two children.   Happy Easter ~   
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53 comments:

  1. Wow, Heaven. Very intense, powerful write.

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  2. That was awesome! Even the shape! Have a great Easter!

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    1. Thank you ~ Happy Easter too ~

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  3. Wow, as someone who has struggled with fertility issues for years, this hit me hard. A very powerful poem.

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  4. Amazing take on the prompt! You are really very creative and talented!

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  5. scary poem, lovely picture!
    Hey, my B-day is also this month :) and also of HOLLYWOOD SPY the blog ;)

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  6. Wow. This is powerful and disturbing. Amazing take on the prompt.

    Happy Easter, Heaven.

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  7. ugh... i wont lie this one hit me in the pit a bit..having friends facing it and knowing the feelings attached to it...and for him as well the feeling of impotence is crippling...

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  8. Really like it, Happy Easter ;)

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  9. as always, very powerful poem.striking fusion again of form and content.

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  10. You nailed this!
    I felt the pain and disappointment, the physical and emotional. With few words and vivid imagery, you conveyed so much.

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  11. powerfully written and sad.

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  12. Oh Grace, that is heartbreaking. What a fabulous interpretation.

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  13. I think you need not worry about losing your muse, you are a natural born writer. Your talent keeps on growing. I think the thing to do is NOT to even THINK about it (loosing the muse) at all. Ever!
    This is exquisite.

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  14. Very profound write heaven...

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  15. Yeah losing ones muse would leave them barren, I hope the cat's never decides to run away for then we are just stuck with boring old Pat..haha

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  16. This calligram really works, especially the ending with a single stark word. We seem to be polar opposites in our interpretation, but that's the joy of different takes on the prompt.

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  17. Powerful and intense, Heaven! Great write!

    Hank

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  18. Yes, tremendously dramatic.

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  19. Very much love this one. Short, spare, and raw. The shape, the word choice, the theme. Lovely and haunting all at once.

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  20. i agree powerful...nicely done...thanks for sharing this

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  21. I love the metaphor here. Losing our muse is much like the loss of a child I suppose.

    Happy Birthday to your two kids.

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  22. Oh God, so so SO POWERFUL and PAINFUL!!! INSPIRATIONAL ....so you are!

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  23. Excellent, powerful! The whole poem, coupled with this image, is shocking, and profound.

    Rick

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  24. wow, very powerful and beautiful

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  25. Well, I think it's a wonderful (vivid and terrifying) poem, but I do not think much can compare with the pain of losing a child. I do know what you mean. Great take on the prompt. k.

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  26. Powerful response to the prompt.

    Anna :o]

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  27. A brilliant response to the prompt. It ticked all the right boxes for me.

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  28. From the egg image, through each line, your poem is beautifully crafted.

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  29. Powerful, and I love the look of the poem on the page. Good one, Heaven, and happy birthday to your kids.........

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  30. very vivid! i also love the pattern of the words.

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  31. That's a great take from the picture.

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  32. raw and real. the form works so well.

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  33. Scary yes - either literally or metaphorically.

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  34. Crimson shaking hands are witnessing the spewing forth of my barenness, your poem is searingly poignant , and shaped like an egg

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  35. Such heavy imagery could be viewed in many ways, am glad you shared your inspiration at the end. Well written.

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  36. visually, on so many levels...

    outstanding!

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  37. Barron is the sould of a writer who has lost their muse.....a lovely and powerful write Heaven!!

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  38. "Wow". You really captured this ... the egg shape is clever, but the words just wrench one apart...

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  39. Oh MY GOD

    AWESOME WRITE

    Beautifully crafted and shaped.

    POWERFUL.

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  40. Powerful and poignant write. Very cleverly shaped also. Wonderful. Thank you.

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