Post by PennyBlack on May 24, 2009 10:04:09 GMT
I enroled for a Creative Writing class earlier this year, but stopped going. During the times I went, we were given a 'versification' homework and this is what I wrote:
A CHILD ALONE
A child alone in a swirling void
Lost, confused, angry and sad
All life’s joys had disappeared
Who is this child, who had she been?
No love or trust, faith or belief
Shattered dreams and hope all gone.
None to see and none to care
Behind the smile and unshed tears
Hiding hurt and aching heart
No warm arms or comfort felt
Unfocussed eyes stare far ahead
Hearing words long ago once said
Memories clamouring, flashing by
Yet each brings yet just more of the same
“So that was life” a silent voice utters
What others had had, she’d had none
She’d tried her best in all she’d tried
And lived and laughed, just like they’d done
She’d watched in sadness, as one by one
Each found their path, life’s dreams and more.
Child to adult, first jobs, then lovers
Building homes with one another
Families growing, expanding fast,
Mothers, fathers, children, friends
Grandchildren many then came along
Tottered steps then running feet
Knitting, sitting, telling stories
Mending toys and bathed sore knees
Watching, listening, smiling, sharing
But not for her, those days of caring
Gardens rich with nature’s bowers
Heady perfume from coloured flowers
Rustling leaves on nearby trees
Purring kittens and whistling kettles
Bonfires, Christmas and Easter treats
So many gone and so few left
Which is first and which the last?
Day old chicks and sugar rabbits
Silver wrapping and chocolate lips
Autumn leaves and smoky pyres
Christmas puddings with hidden coins
But none to share and none to care
All gone, too late. An empty husk
The child alone sits quiet, unmoving
Now locked inside a wrinkled crone
None can guess or read those eyes
As heaven raised they begged once more
But who would hear, belief now gone?
“Why me, where did it all go wrong?
Why only me who was left behind?”
Forgotten, discarded, pushed aside
Life all spent and empty now
With none to tell and none to share
None to be there hold or care
And live the life she’d never had
Sunlit rays and dappled shadows
Soft April rain, cold snowy showers
Baked sandy beaches, rippling streams
Conkers, acorns, blackberry pies
Poppy fields - ablaze - on fire
Waving cornfields, daisy chains
The morning dew, a cuckoo call
Far away a huntsman’s horn
Laughter, giggles, whispers, secrets
Hidden treasures and lovers letters
Tied-back hair with coloured ribbons
Golden sun and dancing slippers.
Sooty clouds and shooting stars
Drifting daydreams, whispered sighs
Moonlight, rainbows, thunder clouds
Promises made yet never kept
Gentle hands to soothe and calm
A comforting hug from another’s arm
The small child curls and forms a ball
Knees drawn up and head hung low
The aching throbbing pain goes on
So much had gone in a blink of an eye
None to hear and none here now
The daylight dimmed now fading fast
Tears well up, slide down parched cheeks
Hot, scalding bringing gut-wrenched sobs
“Why me?” a small child’s voice is heard
Arthritic knuckles, turning white
Liver spots dusting papery skin
A skeletal figure sits all alone.
Lost, gone forever in mists of time
Once rosy cheeked with glossy hair
Slim body, healthy, full of hope
Stretched out to grasp life’s treasures free
Yet none were given and none are free
So empty handed turned and fled.
The clock’s hands moved first slow then fast
And grabbed each year with quickening force
Spinning around in a crazy dance
A child alone is all that’s seen
Deep within a crumpled shell
Whimpering, simpering, reaching out
A final breath is all that’s left
A sigh, head droops on a sagging breast.
A silent prayer, the pain then stops
As arms reach out to the child alone
Enfolded now, so safe and loved
“Come, fly with me” was the last she heard
And as the coffin was quietly laid
In cold dark earth beneath the grass
None came that day to say goodbye
Remembering times now long gone past
Of better days when life was joy
To remember a child the world forgot.
A CHILD ALONE
A child alone in a swirling void
Lost, confused, angry and sad
All life’s joys had disappeared
Who is this child, who had she been?
No love or trust, faith or belief
Shattered dreams and hope all gone.
None to see and none to care
Behind the smile and unshed tears
Hiding hurt and aching heart
No warm arms or comfort felt
Unfocussed eyes stare far ahead
Hearing words long ago once said
Memories clamouring, flashing by
Yet each brings yet just more of the same
“So that was life” a silent voice utters
What others had had, she’d had none
She’d tried her best in all she’d tried
And lived and laughed, just like they’d done
She’d watched in sadness, as one by one
Each found their path, life’s dreams and more.
Child to adult, first jobs, then lovers
Building homes with one another
Families growing, expanding fast,
Mothers, fathers, children, friends
Grandchildren many then came along
Tottered steps then running feet
Knitting, sitting, telling stories
Mending toys and bathed sore knees
Watching, listening, smiling, sharing
But not for her, those days of caring
Gardens rich with nature’s bowers
Heady perfume from coloured flowers
Rustling leaves on nearby trees
Purring kittens and whistling kettles
Bonfires, Christmas and Easter treats
So many gone and so few left
Which is first and which the last?
Day old chicks and sugar rabbits
Silver wrapping and chocolate lips
Autumn leaves and smoky pyres
Christmas puddings with hidden coins
But none to share and none to care
All gone, too late. An empty husk
The child alone sits quiet, unmoving
Now locked inside a wrinkled crone
None can guess or read those eyes
As heaven raised they begged once more
But who would hear, belief now gone?
“Why me, where did it all go wrong?
Why only me who was left behind?”
Forgotten, discarded, pushed aside
Life all spent and empty now
With none to tell and none to share
None to be there hold or care
And live the life she’d never had
Sunlit rays and dappled shadows
Soft April rain, cold snowy showers
Baked sandy beaches, rippling streams
Conkers, acorns, blackberry pies
Poppy fields - ablaze - on fire
Waving cornfields, daisy chains
The morning dew, a cuckoo call
Far away a huntsman’s horn
Laughter, giggles, whispers, secrets
Hidden treasures and lovers letters
Tied-back hair with coloured ribbons
Golden sun and dancing slippers.
Sooty clouds and shooting stars
Drifting daydreams, whispered sighs
Moonlight, rainbows, thunder clouds
Promises made yet never kept
Gentle hands to soothe and calm
A comforting hug from another’s arm
The small child curls and forms a ball
Knees drawn up and head hung low
The aching throbbing pain goes on
So much had gone in a blink of an eye
None to hear and none here now
The daylight dimmed now fading fast
Tears well up, slide down parched cheeks
Hot, scalding bringing gut-wrenched sobs
“Why me?” a small child’s voice is heard
Arthritic knuckles, turning white
Liver spots dusting papery skin
A skeletal figure sits all alone.
Lost, gone forever in mists of time
Once rosy cheeked with glossy hair
Slim body, healthy, full of hope
Stretched out to grasp life’s treasures free
Yet none were given and none are free
So empty handed turned and fled.
The clock’s hands moved first slow then fast
And grabbed each year with quickening force
Spinning around in a crazy dance
A child alone is all that’s seen
Deep within a crumpled shell
Whimpering, simpering, reaching out
A final breath is all that’s left
A sigh, head droops on a sagging breast.
A silent prayer, the pain then stops
As arms reach out to the child alone
Enfolded now, so safe and loved
“Come, fly with me” was the last she heard
And as the coffin was quietly laid
In cold dark earth beneath the grass
None came that day to say goodbye
Remembering times now long gone past
Of better days when life was joy
To remember a child the world forgot.