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Visibility Spell

fists flying for the wings that won't the bruises make her happy

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Anonomus Scorpio

Date: 12/12/2022 6:18:00 PM

So many feelings in so few words. God help me I relate and love this one!

Maureen Mcgreavy
Date: 12/12/2022 7:52:00 PM

God help you indeed ;), Thank you! One of those poems that wrote themselves less is mo. xomo!

Jeff Connelly

Date: 3/22/2020 11:22:00 AM

Another one I must have missed Maureen while on vacation. This is a great poem, but unless I read wrong, it could be used as a battered wives or children poster. That saddens me. But, unfortunately, reality often does. I hope you're seeing this one through Maureen. HUGS

Jeff Connelly
Date: 3/23/2020 8:04:00 PM

It's good to know yourself. I think you're brilliant Maureen. Thanks always!!!!!!!

Maureen Mcgreavy
Date: 3/23/2020 9:20:00 AM

I did that on purpose; open to interpretation. The reality does make me sad sometimes... but I'm working on my wings. While my brain is so freaking exhausting, my stubbornness works for me. Thank you my friend, hugs!

Charlie Knowlton

Date: 2/22/2020 2:35:00 PM

I may be wrong but I read "Beat me I love you."…You`re such a good poet Maureen, and I sense a good person as well.

Maureen Mcgreavy
Date: 2/23/2020 8:10:00 AM

Thank you so much Charlie. There is some of that, for sure. It's been a helluva journey to forgiveness and understanding. xomo

Robert Kinard

Date: 2/21/2020 12:20:00 AM

As poets we often write what we live, I hope you weren’t abused as a child I myself was bullied but I survived it. Or am I missing the meeting here?

Maureen Mcgreavy
Date: 2/21/2020 7:31:00 AM

Thank you for asking Robert. I was but this isn't that. I think less leaves more room for personal interpretation. The inside scoop, I suffered a brain injury years ago, a result of the damage is a hyperactive amygdala, and my temperament is such that I lash in not out, I beat myself.

Quoth Theraven

Date: 2/20/2020 9:03:00 AM

Maureen, Interesting poem. I noticed no one asked at the intriguing title 'Visibility Spell'. Don't you usually wish for an invisibility spell (or Harry's cloak)? -Richard

Maureen Mcgreavy
Date: 2/20/2020 9:13:00 AM

I always wished for flying first. ;), But seriously, thank you for noting that. Exactly that. Invisible pains wishing to be seen. Hidden disabilities, mental illness, and of course, abuse. Thank you Richard, xomo

Michelle Faulkner

Date: 2/1/2020 4:53:00 PM

There is something cathartic in pain, this captures it so well-

Maureen Mcgreavy
Date: 2/20/2020 9:27:00 AM

Timothy Mcguire

Date: 1/28/2020 4:29:00 PM

I like this poem greatly because it made me think for a considerable time about if the bruises were given to her or as I am leaning to, she gave them to an abuser