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Author Name: TrialAnn 7 Comments
Date Added: January 07, 2005 20:01:11 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Sticks and Stones
The details release no redemption

as we make life as comfortable as we can,

saving the sticks and stones

for fiercer battles

piled up in hopeful, hopeless stacks,

unused in the dying hour.

Stabbing instead at open air

we hold back the hurtful weapons

until our words become the barbs

that wound without honor

in those tragic moments

where self-control finds exasperation.

Regret becomes the only friend

on those nights that fuse memory

and those days that fuel remorse,

while we challenge the heart to repent,

realizing the pain that we have wrought

never to be taken back by the world.

Hold those words closely

and arm yourself with a crystal ball,

forsee the future

for your words may soon haunt

and become the ones

you should have left unspoken

Author's Notes:
My daughter got mad at me about something minor, said fourteen year old words and then felt terrible afterward.....
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Comment By: FreeFLETCHER on December 6, 2005 11:14:02 PM Report
This is such a excellent write Ann.
The truth in every word!
Yours ....Fletch

Comment By: FreeCynthia Jones on January 13, 2005 07:48:53 PM Report
Ann, I have always kept to myself while growing up. Put up with a lot of crap as well. But, alas, never said a bad word back. This is such a wise piece. Excellent work. *S* Cynthia
Comment By: FreeTodd on January 11, 2005 12:38:48 AM Report
Ann, I just love this piece. I remember a time a few years back when My daughter did the same and the relationship has not since been the same. Youth always knows better until our age when you realize you don't know so much. Really is a great piece, thanks for sharing.
Comment By: Freecrying wolfe on January 9, 2005 02:02:21 AM Report
Ann!!! This is OUTSTANDING!!! My mother always told me to chose my words wisely..say what you mean and mean what you say....word lashed out will always come back haunting us in some way or another...once we say something, it can never ever, ever be taken will haunt us forever...I love the whole poem, but the last stanzs is my fav...adding this to my collection of favs...!!!

Wolfe...(when angry, sometimes best to be hushed)
Comment By: FreeThe Bag Lady on January 7, 2005 11:47:04 PM Report
A beautifully written blueprint for one to read and re-read, defining the happenings when words flew like confetti~ Those 'chunky' words that we wish that we could swallow, and remorse makes it tough, but do-able....Great writing, great message, and great gift for your daughter....
Comment By: PremiumLindaM on January 7, 2005 09:37:22 PM Report
This is a wonderful poem that shows
the bruising power of hateful words
spoken in anger. Often the one that
spoke the words in anger to a loved
one feels ashamed and hurt by their
own actions. Thankfully your teenaged
daughter knew she was wrong and felt
bad about it. Linda
Comment By: FreeBarbara Demasson on January 7, 2005 08:51:16 PM Report
Excellent Ann...what can I say...the truth in this poem is a gift of knowledge, one that can save any one of us from ourselves. I love this...every bit of it. Remorse, it is something that has healing feel it and act on it can often reverse the effects of harsh words spoken in haste.

Great work!



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