Donna Golden Poet Rhyme

What Offense

Heart of porcelain with crimson lips
Cracks a gap toothed grin
But troubled cobalt eyes
Reflect a sorrow deep within

Chestnut locks obscure his sight
As he now hangs his head
He shrinks in silence suddenly
His countenance speaks dread
I look to see what force has come
To bring about the change
But, when I behold the source
It seems no longer strange

The one who glowers at the boy
Contorts his face with rage
What could this little child have done
At such a tender age
To provoke unbridled hate
And fury from this man
Who should be cherishing his son
I cannot understand

He roughly drags the boy away
I watch in frozen fear
Saline heat runs down my cheek
One single, bitter tear






Inspired by Sami Al-khalili's contest, "Face of All Emotions"

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Cecil Hickman January 1, 2010 at 10:21 PM abuse is a horrible thing and much more, your words paint a picture of a happening that is to widely present.it is always a shock and hard for me to understand these things and why they continue,,Thank you for your words and for taking the time to read mine,,,Blessings..cecil

Tim Ryerson October 2, 2009 at 10:52 AM Oh, Donna...This is dark and beautiful at the same time...it makes me think that would-be parents should have to pass some kind of psychological exam first...but it's a free country...I think you got a winner here! - Tim

Vince Suzadail Jr. September 15, 2009 at 9:31 AM The sad part is, the boy will learn to abuse. It is tough to break the cycle. Good luck in the contest. Vince

Yoni Dvorkis August 28, 2009 at 6:57 PM very dark write, brings out a lot of personal memories in me, as I'm sure it does in everyone who's had a parent be angry with them for reasons they didn't understand. Now I do though, the child did nothing, the parent was already troubled to begin with , and was looking for an excuse to dump his anger on the boy, to justify the wrath so to speak. Very insightful Donna. -Yoni

Corinne Curcio August 27, 2009 at 5:53 PM Excellent writing, Donna. I hate it whenever I see some act of coldness and/or a physical assault on a son or daughter. What can they be thinking? Well done - and best of luck in the contest

Daver Austin August 27, 2009 at 10:45 AM I taught school for thirty years...this is only too true, Donna. I'll weep a bitter tear for the child too. Love, daver

James Fraser August 27, 2009 at 9:51 AM Quite an incredible write Donna, all the best in the contest. Thank you so much for your kind words on my poem " Why the Rose Bled " >>James

Katie Mitchell August 27, 2009 at 8:48 AM This is a beautiful and heart-wrenching poem, very vivid and emotional.... Thank you for this, and your wonderful comments. Best of luck in the contest! ~Katie

Brian Strand August 27, 2009 at 12:54 AM Best wishes with this one Donna,thanks for your welcome comments today.Rgds Brian

James Marshall Goff August 26, 2009 at 10:11 PM you have given voice to our most cherished ones...our children! nice! Donna! and thanks for your welcome comments! jim

Joshua Lacey August 26, 2009 at 2:19 PM saddening how some people can be so selfish and brutal

Sara Kendrick August 26, 2009 at 2:12 PM Very touching poem and very descriptive of some situations of this day and age. Keep writing. Sara

Barbara Gorelick August 26, 2009 at 1:12 PM I have been in this position..seeing..and not knowing what to do for the poor child. Great job. BG

Carol Sunshine Brown August 26, 2009 at 11:42 AM I am so happy to be able to read your amazing poetry today Donna. I thank you for sharing your writing. I wish you the best in the contest. Love, Carol