in need of rescue

06 Feb 2016 23 Comments

by lynn__ in haibun, Uncategorized Tags: , , ,

 

photo by Gabriella at dVerse; used with permissionimg_4644

Daddy was mean so I run away but had nowhere to go.  Met a guy I thought I could trust.  Sure, he treated me real special at first.  I fell hard…thought he loved me too.  Called me “sweet thing” and “babe” and said two of us was all that mattered in the world.  Until he started passing me around to his friends for free and then to strangers for money.  Decent money too but he keeps most of it.  Now he’s taking me to the big city.  I don’t wanna go but he squeezes my arm so tight at every bus stop…to keep me from running again.  Doesn’t anybody see my tears?

i’ve nowhere to go

sky cries tears down bus windows

can’t wash my shame’s pain

 

Thinking of young victims of sex slavery and linking with haibun challenge at dVerse Poets

 

 

 

 

inscrutable

27 Feb 2014 16 Comments

by lynn__ in Uncategorized Tags: , , ,

(a tearful triolet)

 

dark are the days God hides his face

when sinners cry for rescue

long are the nights we pray for grace

dark are the days God hides his face

we hope to reach a better place

doubt is dark side of faith – it’s true

dark are the days God hides his face

when sinners cry for rescue.

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Wrote this describing the “dark night of the soul”  when one wrestles with God. (Later decided to link up with d’versepoets for Mary’s theme of “invisibility”)