Wednesday, April 22, 2009

NaPoWriMo

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what is this cruel affair that woman
must bear the brunt of a man's despair?

when his anger grows in her belly
and his bruises bloom on her cheeks

what is this cruel affair?

when she tastes the metallic of her own blood
on her tongue does the meek receive her savior's wafer?

where is her salvation?

*No prompt. Just trying to crank them out for the challenge. Can't tell you where this came from. Don't feel awkward if you think it's a brain fart. I'm a big girl. I can take it. There is something here.

3 comments:

christine said...

I like the refrain. Combined with the simplicity of the lines, it reads like a mournful song. No woman should have to bear those burdens.

Tea said...

Powerful, it's definitely a hit on your part.

Serena said...

interesting....not sure what I like about it...just do...though maybe it needs more punch.