Jean Murray Poet Rhyme

Power of Forgiveness

I was born into violence.
In a village by the sea.
Six siblings and me.

Shotgun wedding.
No contraception.
God forgive them.

Scenes were witnessed
by little children.
Innocent bystanders.

Clumps of hair, 
smashed dish.
Bruised fist.

All in the past.
Both now dead.
Tears shed.

Seven are strong, 
all get along.
Shared history.

Six with children
of their own.
Different homes.

How so much love
grew from hate.
We celebrate.

Hope Mum and Dad
are happy in heaven.
Long been forgiven.

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Line Gauthier November 16, 2017 at 7:49 PM Powerful write. Well done. Jean Murray November 17, 2017 at 1:15 AM Thank you Line.

Gregory Richard Barden November 11, 2017 at 10:08 PM Wonderful write and a well-deserved Honorable Mention, Jean - congratulations and blessings, friend! I adore this one ... very touching. :-) Jean Murray November 12, 2017 at 4:58 AM Thank you Greg. Our history shapes who we become, as you know.

Eve Roper November 10, 2017 at 11:24 PM Congratulations, Jean, on a great write. Hugs eve ~`* Jean Murray November 11, 2017 at 3:16 AM Good morning and thank you Eve.

Poet Destroyer A April 14, 2016 at 10:21 PM Jean M,, congratulations on the honorable mention of your poem. Linda Jean Murray April 15, 2016 at 12:56 AM Thank you Linda.

Daniel Turner April 14, 2016 at 8:04 PM Back to say congratulations on your win in the contest Jean. Peace sweet friend:) Jean Murray April 15, 2016 at 12:56 AM I do believe I have it, at last Daniel....peace.

Poet Destroyer A March 31, 2016 at 6:56 PM Jean, you've expressed yourself well, I enjoyed your poem. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry XOX ~LINDA~ Jean Murray April 1, 2016 at 6:49 AM Thank you for reading my poems Linda, and for your positive comments.

Daver Austin March 31, 2016 at 12:45 PM From sad to wonderful. I was lucky. I grew up in a loving home. Have seen and heard of awful conditions in my many years of teaching. Continued happiness and love to you and yours. daver Jean Murray April 1, 2016 at 6:48 AM Thank you so much Daver for your kind wishes.

Daniel Turner March 31, 2016 at 9:27 AM Jean my dear. Once we see the bad side of love, we learn to recognize it. Your poem tells that story. Really a super write! Peace my friend:) Jean Murray March 31, 2016 at 9:54 AM Peace came dropping slow Daniel, but I have it now.

Arthur Vaso March 30, 2016 at 7:19 PM This brings me a tear, and also a smile at the victory! Such a saga in this poem, and without a doubt, I see such a kind heart in you! God Bless. Jean Murray March 31, 2016 at 3:27 AM You are kind to say so Arthur. Thank you.

Ilene Bauer March 30, 2016 at 4:52 PM i love this, jean! you've told an entire story in such a concise way and i'm so happy that it has a happy ending... Jean Murray March 30, 2016 at 5:10 PM You are such a warm person Ilene. I thank you for the heat I am feeling from you. No wonder my poems are all about me........I have such a chequered past to did into for ideas.

Anne-Lise Andresen March 30, 2016 at 11:28 AM - A great poem, from negative to positive ..... from sorrow to happiness - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Jean Murray March 30, 2016 at 5:06 PM I hug you back Anne Lise. I am here in Australia hugging my sister night and morning, as I do with my daughters. It is she who prompted this poem. She needs to verbalise her deep hurt and can only do it with her kin.