Apr 26, 2024 – willowdot21

So Sorry Jamie.

Another poem for Awareness of Child Abuse Month.

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Jamie has had enough he is not going to school today.
He is leaving home and running away. He has had enough of what mum’s new boyfriend wants him to do.
And if home were not bad enough he is the butt of the jokes at school.

Jamie has had enough of footsteps up to his attic room.
Waking up at night to find the guy kneeling over him in the gloom.
He tried to lock his door but the key got mislaid
He tried telling mum but she couldn’t be swayed.

Jamie’s tired of finding excuses not to go home
He’d rather stay in town,
Even if it’s raining.
The teachers are not listening to what he’s trying to say
They just dock him points because he is late each day.
Jamie’s friends can’t understand why he no longer wants them round
They don’t realize he does not want that bloke taking them down.

So Jamie heading off this bright September morn
Hoping he can find somewhere to sleep that’s dry and warm.
Where is he going what’s he to do.
There must be some way to help him Someone who can see him through. There are supposed to be places and people to help out …………
So why has poor Jamie been so sadly, left out.

So sorry Jamie.

Ovi Poetry Challenge 45: SEASON is your inspiration.

This season, so perfidious
It’s meaning, so ambiguous
Full of riddles for all of us
Spring just doesn’t what it is?

Four of them in our year they say
We can have all four in one day
Rain, hail, snow, sun all come to play
All part of Gaia’s little joke

THIS IS PART OF RONOVANWRITE’S OVI POETRY CHALLENGE.

Child Abuse Month .

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A poem to bring the effects of abuse on children who live in fear of violence, out into the open. When parents fight the whole family suffer. Children live in fear. This is not right.

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Mummy and Daddys Game.

Every night it is the same,
Mum and dad play their game.
Daddy shouts, makes mummy cry
It’s frightening when daddy’s arms start to fly.

It’s no fun to hear things go bump
When mum falls after dad’s given her a clump.
In the morning mum looks pale Always smiles as the neighbours she hails.

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I don’t like to see mum’s bruises
Or hear the words that dad uses.
I don’t want to go to school
Rather stay with mum in case dad is cruel.
He rings her in the day you see
He and threatens her, they think that I don’t see.

Hiding underneath the bed clothes pretending it is not real
They just keep on and on not caring how I feel.
Mummy says I must stay quiet and out of his way.
I am not allowed to talk of this at school
Or mention that my daddy is so cruel.

SSSH! what was that awful scream,
I hate daddy he is so mean….
That was the front door ………..
It is quiet now, no shouting any more.
Mummy Mummy are you there , Creeping forward down the stairs
Mummy is laying on the floor
Her head at a funny angle to the door. Mummy , mummy answer please , mummy mummy please don’t tease. Mummy daddy has gone away Mummy speak to me, something say.