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Mute Weeping

She was a mother for the first time,
she was so glad,
her life was like a nursery rhyme,
the baby was everything she had,
but she would turn suddenly very sad,
gloomy and taciturn,
everything made her mad,
and there were moods she had to learn,
something was terribly wrong,
those odd moods would last very long,
her problem was that she kept it silent altogether,
her mind compressed, her thoughts depressed,
and she felt distressed,
but she hid it all so well,
even her husband couldn’t tell,
then it was that frightful night,
terrible sight,
her moods collided,
her thoughts exploded,
her motherhood corroded,
she talked in her sleep the night before,
there was a gloomy silence and mute weeping,
baby on the floor,
and he wasn’t sleeping,
she became hysterical,
she kept crying and almost never stopped,
her sanity popped,
and she was so bent out of shape,
she fell hard in the nursery,
and realized there was no escape.

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  1. Date: 5/22/2009 7:03:00 AM
    mute weeping-are you coming back to write kiddo,do i have your back here?--charma

  1. Date: 4/8/2009 4:47:00 AM
    Frank, I love this investigation of motherhood through her function from birth to tragedy ... this speaks to your sensitivity annd calls out to all our humanity. Love and praises.

  1. Date: 4/3/2009 3:59:00 PM
    a sad one now,she is trapped without means of escape and cant trust anyone,bad indeed,she s hsterical,crying,must have passed through a lot.and the baby on the floor not sleeping,my thought went to my friend who lost her little one,you re so great Frank,love your style,cheers

  1. Date: 4/3/2009 8:10:00 AM
    So sad, and painful to read, Frank. Still, well written piece. Love Christie

  1. Date: 4/3/2009 7:12:00 AM
    Mail call for Mr. Atanacio

  1. Date: 4/3/2009 7:06:00 AM
    This is hard one Frank..someone who is trapped by their made this piece grew and then the reveal at the end...good write.

  1. Date: 4/3/2009 7:06:00 AM
    The title is rock solid and phrases like her mind compressed, speak loudly. The poem breaks my heart sunshine.

  1. Date: 4/3/2009 7:05:00 AM
    This makes me so sad and compassionate for the ones who go through this. So often misunderstood....the agony of depression. I hope that all is well now . ~ Love, Carrie