Guilty But Free as A Bird
With her arms flung wide
And empty ..
Beneath those downcast
Bruised
And tear filled eyes ..
She wanted
Him found, felt and heard ..
Like the
Final symbolic ultimatum
He delivered ..
That which left her looking
And sounding ..
Like the inside of an elsewise
Empty and broken
Discarded, overripe gourd ..
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KP was sort of bruised, well emotionally. Seh thought I had given her botox, but it was porridge! lol. Kinda looks the same?
.. too much information goldilocks
Thanks G Locks - to distinguish you from Goldfinch on here! lol.
I suppose thats fur enough .. still I do think your pelt would make a fine muff .. Neville
Neville here master of words I bow to your ability to paint a work of art on such a small canvas. Beautifully done truly wonderful
and I am flippin gobsmacked by your generosity my friend .. thank you so much .. Neville
Another from your latest anthology. Freedom, but at a cost. The she here appears to care deeply about the lost he, yet she is the one I see as totally crushed. In fact a pulpy mess. Now where does the guilt lie? There has been a battering of sorts here for both of them (emotional). I see a painting depicting the whole sorry scene. You tell a story here Neville in rich colour. Happy Tuesday my friend.
I met this lady in question during a recent consultation and I realised I really do have a problem with my own species .. may your gods smile down on you Cassie as indeed I smile up at you my very dear friend ..
I wonder if its sad or fortunate, to be able to relate to this deeply…
What an interesting question & so deserving of an in depth ponder .. I think my heart tells me one thing but then with my professional cap on, my mind points toward the latter .. ta for taking part in my little social experiment Alan .. Neville
Why do so many remain and take the beatings when they could be "free as a bird?" I'll never understand it.
A masterful depiction of a relationship gone bad, very bad. I think you may have captured her exact feelings at the end. I think you win the gold for today. (Olympic reference) - Phil A.
The answer is as varied as there are number of victims & often extremely complex motivations underpin the behaviour of staying put .. but fear & pain are extremely very powerful motivators .. thanks for sticking with me on this one Phil .. Neville
Time zones and odd domestic habits – I got to this one late, Neville.
Agreed reasons for staying can be complicated, but underlying it all are structural reasons, which I humbly submit are economic.
DV a hot topic right now, with the incorrigibility of men high on the list of wittering points. But above all never mention the unavailability of economic easily accessed alternative accommodation which not only makes exit from that situation difficult, but forces partnership in order to get there in the first place.
Being late is neither an offence or offensive Dave .. and I appreciate your thoughts on the topic in question .. indeed, very much so .. I routinely work with a lot of victims (not all women) but predominantly so yet with increasing numbers of males featuring among the statistics .. I believe the availability of easily and swiftly accessed venues for both immediate and longer term usage varies from one area to another which is of course very sad but reflects the harsh and often unfair realities, values, prejudices of those holding the purse strings .. Many thanks again you old Dog .. Neville
Can't find much to fault there, Neville - thanks.
Although I can only really speak for my own area Australia, specifically Sydney, where "harsh and unfair" is not a bad description of the current situation.
A powerful piece, Neville. Beautifully written.
Many thanks Tom .. much appreciated my man .. Neville
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