Esher Girls

Cherry

By Silver Spun Sand

Wed, 11 Mar 2009
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Can I complain?
He puts clothes on my back –
a roof over my head;
listens when I tell him
everything’s crap
with the world.

He makes great coffee,
rubs my back when it aches,
so can I complain
when he beats the shit out of me?

He never means it – says
he’s sorry. It won’t ever
happen again and he’s dead right.
It doesn’t …
until the next time,
but only because I broke my word
that I wouldn’t let him …

Maybe I’m as much to blame.
I should resist more strongly.
Try to fight back
when he clamps
both my wrists
with just one hand.

He gave me my children.
Put rings on my finger. Vowed
to love me, for better or for worse,
as did I. So, can I complain?

Like hell I can. Only, I won’t.
I’m an Esher girl
and where I come from,
nice girls don’t.

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Comments

Submitted by MistakenMagic on
This is brilliant Tina! And those little rhymes sure help it flow perfectly ;) Loved: He never means it – says he’s sorry. It won’t ever happen again and he’s dead right. It doesn’t … until the next time, but only because I broke my word that I wouldn’t let him … So true, sad that things like this just keep happening over and over again in this world! Magic xxx

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
You are dead right there, Magic. There are many, both men and women, who suffer in silence. My thanks to you for reading. Glad you got something from it:-) Tina xxx

 

Submitted by jennifer on
Powerful, strong persona voice...highlighting an issue that is so often tabooed, J x

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Glad the poem came across as intended. My thanks to you, Jennifer. T x

 

Submitted by Ewan on
Wonder if Mac liked it? [hides under table in cellar]

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Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
;-) We used to have a cellar, once. Frequented usually, by drunken mice and voles who drowned their sorrows (sorry about the pun) in fermenting wine. Hic!

 

Submitted by Dynamaso on
Echoing the above: powerful, poignant and honest. It is indeed a hole many find themselves in. I think you've portrayed it very capably.

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Just ... thank you.

 

Submitted by threeleafshamrock on
Wow Tina, don't know how I missed this one. I echo all the above; powerful and startling. Inside the mind of the abused; great strong write! Chris X

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Thanks, Chris. Much appreciated. Tina x