Harry Horsman Poet Free verse

Nobody's Child

The scorn of abandonment,
howls of silence
when a room entered,
the school yard clatter
community chatter,
pulpit perniciousness
traduce in speculation.
Housewives with
corrective attitudes
deft in moralistic anomalies,
snarls over the broom
with piercing eyes declaring
“Hands off
there stands the scrum of the womb”.
Yes i am a motherless child
raised in an environment
of inclement
wagging tongues,
haggish gapes
smug righteousness,
born of woman
alas not a mother!


 © Harry J Horsman 2012

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Suzanne Delaney March 21, 2022 at 10:27 AM A true reminder of how kindness can transform an otherwise bitter experience. Really heartfelt writing. Harry. Best, SuZ

Christuraj Alex March 17, 2022 at 11:23 PM "born of woman alas not a mother!" - Beautiful work on orphans. Congratulations!

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl October 25, 2013 at 1:02 PM Congratulations on another win harry my boy xx

Tim Ryerson October 25, 2013 at 3:53 AM Great stuff from you as usual my friend... Congratulations - Tim

Skat A October 23, 2013 at 1:01 PM Hi Harry, :) Enjoyed your free verse win.......... Love ~SKAT~

Sara Kendrick October 23, 2013 at 10:30 AM Congrats on your winning work..Way to go!!!Sara

Debbie Guzzi October 22, 2013 at 10:38 AM Congrad's on your win free verse is a favorite form of mine. Light & Love

Sandra Adams October 22, 2013 at 10:15 AM very poignant and powerful write from your pen...congrats on your win :)

Bukang Liwayway October 22, 2013 at 8:06 AM a winner indeed. congratulations on your great win friend Harry. cheers! :)

Anne-Lise Andresen October 22, 2013 at 7:38 AM - A poem written with heart, beautiful Harry! - Congratulations on your 2nd place! - Have a nice day. - oxox // Anne-Lise :)

Shadow Hamilton October 22, 2013 at 7:02 AM Harry a deep heartfelt pen congrats on a fine win Shadow x smile

Andrea Dietrich October 21, 2013 at 7:27 PM this was so powerful and I remember it from before. Congrats on your well deserved win.

Karen Anglesey October 21, 2013 at 12:49 PM Harry, such a magnificent expression of abandon and the harsh unfairness of life. Congrats on your well deserved win

Carrie Richards October 21, 2013 at 10:29 AM Wow........this poem knocks the socks off.......pulls no punches, but so filled with truth and a sad fact of life. This is powerful, Harry! Thank you for sharing!

Christopher Thor Britt October 21, 2013 at 9:24 AM BAM! Powerful honesty...the kind that is uncomfortable for some to hear. Great Win! CTB

Kiran Bantawa October 20, 2013 at 11:11 PM bitter truth. congrats on your win.

Dr.Ram Mehta October 20, 2013 at 10:19 PM Congrats on the win in the contest, harry

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Terry L. Allen May 8, 2012 at 7:44 AM If to you this tale is real then meet another who had no mother and experienced all that is written here. Very well done. TLee

Anne Rutherford April 27, 2012 at 5:21 PM Hi Harry, motherhood is supposed to be an inborn trait, a gene that turns on with birth. This is a sad look at the other side. Excellent poem!! Anne

Michelle Mac Donald April 23, 2012 at 12:43 PM Definitely a heart wrenching soul reacher, Harry! The last two lines pretty well sum it up...sometimes there is so much cruelty towards other children.:( In a case such as this, they must feel that they won't be reprimanded?? Bah, they only do injury to themselves. Kids don't need that kind of horse crap! But, they will always feel its presence.:( Wishing you the best, Harry! Mikki

Doris Culverhouse April 23, 2012 at 6:59 AM you have stated so well the problems of society....The body functions perfectly but the heart and soul are dead. A Mechanical existance at best.

Carol Sunshine Brown April 23, 2012 at 5:17 AM Thank you for reading and commenting on my poetry. It is always a pleasure to be able to read yours Harry. Love, Carol

Charmaine Chircop April 22, 2012 at 8:08 AM The words are powerful and deep.. 'a motherless child. born of a woman alas not a mother'..that cuts like a knife... Heartwrenching Harry.. very profound.. Charma

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl April 22, 2012 at 6:38 AM I remember s saon called nobody's child, about a blind boy in an orphange, it used to melt my heart as this just has .xx

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