
by Janie Lancaster
Copyright 2006-2008
Silence Reigns
Silent tears call no one
silent pain alerts no one
Crushed broken spirits
with smiles get no relief
hidden wounds no band-aids
More silent tears
more silent pain
more hidden wounds
silence reigns
When no one hears their cries
and there is no response
does the child continue to cry
I think not
Revealing pain elicits
punishment
Silence brings one to safety
Or does it
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I Know You
I see you
your eyes pleading
your wind-driven soul
your pain
I hear you
your heaving sighs
your constricted voice
your silent cries
I know you
how your tears
fall behind your eyes
how your resilient face
hides pain
That look
that smile
those eyes
I know your soul
beneath that outward glow
how it struggles to breathe
to live
to love
I salute you kindred soul
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Are You Out There
Quietness
Stillness
where do you go
when I don't feel you
or see you
are you like the dew
or the morning mist
that disappears
and comes back
at another time
I miss you
will you return
are you still out there
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Quiet
when was the last time
I felt Quiet
saw Quiet
when was the last time
I felt Stillness
saw Stillness
can you melt into Quiet
into Stillness
do they melt into you
Something Inside
I almost drowned
in my mother's bitterness
like the baby kittens
she pushed beneath the water
in the kitchen sink
as they struggled
under her hand
I almost gave up
when I couldn't dream any more
my dreams trampled on
replaced with nightmares
I almost died when
she wove her tangled spider web
and wrapped me up inside
I had to be a person
I was not meant to be
Something inside
kept me alive
something greater
than my tormentors
or even myself
Something inside
what is it
do you know
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I also wrote novels and stories
In my first published book I invented Cordelia Grimm, the great, great granddaughter of the Brothers Grimm. The Brothers Grimm fairy tales were so much a part of my life growing up. It was like a part of me descended from them.
I wrote the story of Julie & The Lost Fairy Tale in three days, 4,000 words each day. The story spilled out of me weaving my childhood thoughts and dreams into a fictional story of what I wished for reality to be.
I wrote Emily/Out of my Mother's Darkness. This novel began without a name and intertwined my coming of age dilemmas of dealing with physical and emotional abandonment. Even though the story was fictional it was true to my life experience of things I had learned about my past.
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