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Raw Emotions
I was a little girl holding mothers hand- unprepared for the harsh and brutal image of my sister being run over by a truck the image raw graphic violent and terrifying I will always remember the chilling scream my mother screaming and screaming and screaming it will haunt me forever- the bleakness the reality powerful fervent perhaps that is why we were so close mother and me until her death we shared this raw emotion just us- the scene was garish a little girl lay dead in her sweet pink dress I was naïve unprepared for such an intense violent death I was a just a flower growing so I folded my petals up around me and there I dwelled unspeaking just staring into nothingness mother went to a raw place painful and lost only the love of a grandma could reach my shattered tender soul- she was uneducated and inexperienced but with untrained skill she opened each petal one by one and each raw emotion was revealed somehow mother and I recovered in time (or did we) and life rumbled on but still when I go to the wind blown cemetery and I touch the name suzanne it all comes flooding back the undiluted raw image and that penetrating scream to goes on for infinity and this has made me the poet I am a poet born from raw exposed pain ______________________________ July 29, 2015 Poetry/Free Verse/raw emotions Copyright Protected, ID 15-695-291-0 All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym. For the contest, Raw, sponsor, Catie Lindsey Fourth Place
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