Nude

I am naked and I am hurting. I have just been born. My Daddy beat my Mummy. While I was inside her. I am naked and I am hurting. I am eight years old. I know my Mummy and Daddy do not love each other. I am naked and I am hurting. I am eighteen years old. The boy I loved broke my heart. On my birthday. I am naked and I am hurting. I am twenty eight years old. I realised the man I married does not care for me. I am naked and I am hurting. I am forty eight years old. My children have abandoned me, because I left to save my life. I am naked and I am hurting. I have never been touched with true love.....Yet... I have so much love to give, my heart is bursting

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Arthur Vaso

Date: 5/4/2017 10:51:00 PM

I came to read an old poem, and when I saw the title, said oh this will be a fun read and I can make a funny comment, well jokes on me, this is one of your best poems, it brought a tear to my eye, very well done. Hugs

Jean Murray
Date: 5/5/2017 2:53:00 AM

Good morning Arthur. I can't write like this anymore. I am spent. I guess that's good. You are so kind to spend your time being there to always encourage me. Now there is a tear in MY eye.

Just James

Date: 7/7/2016 1:32:00 PM

Poetry therapy ..i tell you...loved it! Sorry i'm scathing in your past!

Jean Murray
Date: 7/7/2016 2:24:00 PM

OMG James, you have reached ground zero!! This is the first poem I ever wrote, while in consulling post marraige break up. A year later I had recovered enough to being me, I read it aloud at the local open mic. They say revenge is a dish best served cold...

Paul Callus

Date: 12/16/2015 4:05:00 AM

Hi Jean! You wrote somewhere that poetry is personal, and yet we share it! Sharing works for the author, and also for the readers who might find themselves relating to your own life experiences; poems such as this one serve to give them hope for a better future. ~ Regards // paul

Jean Murray
Date: 12/16/2015 6:06:00 AM

Sometimes, I have recited a poem such as this, and tears well in the eyes of the listener. My sister, with two boys, blubbered a little on hearing MY PRECIOUS GIRLS. For me, there are no taboos. DEPRESSION is one that many still deny. I also have one about the clitoris and one about orgasm, both I dare not post.....yet all women have them. Thank you for your approval Paul. I appreciate it.

Jill Spagnola

Date: 11/13/2015 4:15:00 PM

Jean, with hopes that purging this beautiful, vulnerable work of art has allowed you vast cathartic, healing. You are definitely not alone on your quest to share love. I feel you...:), jill

Jean Murray
Date: 11/13/2015 5:46:00 PM

Thank you so much Jill. It helped a lot on my road to recovery. Now, I get all the love I need from my children. Anything else, is just a distraction.