With these writing prompts, that I write on every new day, I don’t know at the the start which direction my muse may take me. But the direction I headed straight away today, was to a place I’ve been before. Thoughts on ‘Hidden’ things have been a huge theme for my creative writing, and have brought good results, of various types, financial, therapeutic, and for the broader community too.
I have written more about the kind of thing I write about in today’s poem, on another of my blog, this one. I created that blog to help with promoting my poetry collection of the same name.
I don’t think I need to go to much further here now though, the poem I wrote for today, which is Day 6 of #poemadayfeb, will tell the story. I have been very much enjoying being involved with this daily poetry writing idea, & I hope I definitely stick with it to the rest of February, and perhaps beyond, using writing prompts from somewhere else. I have a box of writing prompts hidden away somewhere, and I have plenty of time to find them …
So here it is, my poem for this sixth day of February:
Finally Healing
It hurt so much, you kept it hidden,
your shame at what you’d done,
& knowing doing that was wrong.
But talk of ‘love’, was always there –
on radio, tv, movies, ever present,
& ‘love’ was what he’d claimed …
But love in childhood isn’t that,
love for a child is pure & sweet,
what he did to you, wasn’t pure.
You held your story close inside,
until clarity & truth arrived at last –
with realisation fault wasn’t yours.
The adult, he was to blame for this,
you didn’t do it, it was done to you –
a child – the fault, all of it, was his.
He died alone, his crime unknown
except by other victims, perhaps.
& you’re all alive, your secrets told
& in telling, finding needed peace,
forgiving yourself, confident now
to tell your truth, & in telling, heal
Carolyn Cordon - Creative 