With closed ears,
no-one heard the whimpers
of a lost boy defiled in the dirt.
Clammy hands
groped my squirming body
while I writhed beneath his raw power.
With closed eyes,
no-one saw his thrilled thrusts
leave the soil soaked in my hurried hurt.
Whispers from the Wound: More Grief Poems to Mourn…
Dear Father
never hear you tell me you loved me
The Devil’s Whisper
caused my life to vanish
Bound in Darkness
my blood flowed over golden sands
Whispers from the Scars: More Poems of Survival and Strength…
Beaten and Broken
wrapped me in snug warm wool
Bound in Darkness
my blood flowed over golden sands
Murderous Seduction
deep within the haunted wood
Whispers in Miniature: More Micro-Poems to Discover…
When Roots Rot
deceit drained our desire to flower
Beaten and Broken
wrapped me in snug warm wool
Naïve Boy
I always believed life would be fair
