The Woman

7 Jul

The Woman


Blue marks her lovely face


With blood red circles


And purple rings.


Her lip is cut,


Her face puffed up;


But her eyes are fierce


As she takes stock.


This time, this once


She’ll not break:


She’ll bend and hurt


But rise up straight.


She packs her bags


And looks around:


The chair is shattered;


The table upside down.


She puts her rings upon the bed.


The bed she’ll never share again:


With a sad little shake


Of her now proud head


She turns and walks;


Her life regained.

                                                                                                                                                         © jeanihess


2 Responses to “The Woman”

  1. russellboyle July 7, 2013 at 11:18 am #


    • Jeanius July 7, 2013 at 2:22 pm #

      Hi russelboyle:) Thanks for visiting and commenting.

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