A Winter’d Life

Looking back into

Swirling winters past

Encapsulated like snowglobe’s

Universe, which by turns

Features riotous blizzard

Or exquisite grace of

First flakes falling fragile

As silver starpoints…

I hold my world, my story

Sealed within glass

Cupped carefully in palm

Of hand, pondering

Whether there was one

Tundra-like season, harsh

And harder than any other.

Was there a year, event

Which stabbed sharper

Deeper than icycles’

Diamond-pointed daggers?

Why do I see those distant days

As winter, with cold knife-edge

Slashing breaths’ abandonment—

Rather than as summer’s arid

Deserts burning through each

Layered tissue, to tender marrow

Gritty sand rubbed into words

Melding salty sweat and tears?

There was rarely a freshening

Spring’s sweet reprieve between

Summertime flareups…which only

Subsided as fall rustled

Harbinger’s haunted

Warning: Icy Roads Ahead.

What hides inside

Clear shaken ball?

A disappearance mysterious

New paternal regime

The injury which bled for days

And the murdered child who

Became barbwire boundary

Between good and evil

Protective love, and

Isolated neglect.

But answers, there are

None in snowglobe…

Perhaps the sea has sent

A bottle to the shore

Scrawled message corked:

“Ask no more…pen the ending

Heart longs for.”

©Rhen Laird/Cobbled Contemplations, 2020 ~ All rights reserved.

21 thoughts on “A Winter’d Life

  1. Rhen this Is a heartfelt beautifully written poem about an abused child. It resonated to my very core. You described the short reprieve from the abuse and never knowing what would come for you next. You did this so poetically with beautiful phrases. Bravo sister. Love 💕 you Rhen Joni


    1. Oh my, bless your heart, Joni–thank you for your kind and lovely words. It never fully goes away, the reality and memories…and thus, made it difficult to write a somewhat positive ending. Love you too💕💕💕

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      1. Yes I bet but Rhen this was my favorite piece I have read of your work. Your work is real and honest and moving. This piece was beautiful in the way you describe your life. It was so brave of you too. You sweet and loving warrior. I love you 💕😘


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