Posted by Jai Narayan on March 8, 2006, at 22:48:34
In reply to Ode To a Stuffed Animal (trigger), posted by Daisym on March 4, 2006, at 22:16:13
> Elephant Ears
>
> “Don’t tell,” he hisses as he leaves each night.
> She nods, just barely, frozen with fright.
> She knows and agrees, that telling is wrong.
> She’ll keep his secret, her whole life long.
>
> But her tears whisper words into elephant ears.
> She pours out her pain, and her rage and her fears.
> That poor elephant suffers, crushed tight to her chest;
> Wet from the weeping, yet still comforting best.
>
> Her elephant hears and holds it all in,
> And keeps vigil each time it happens again.
> And doesn’t flinch at the words, it’s not too much to hear,
> There’s nothing too horrible for an elephant ear.
>
> Not the scary descriptions of his fingers that probe,
> Or how her face burns as he has her disrobe.
> Or how she holds perfectly still, as he pumps up and down
> and later bleeds all alone, not making a sound.
>
> So many silent whispered wishes, so much hurt and so much pain
> She pours all over Daisy, who shares her secret stain.
> But this elephant is magic, she never leaves and she won’t tell,
> She gently soothes the broken soul and weaves a healing spell.
>you are such a great writer.
I trust you are doing well.
thanks for the insight.
I too share your experience.
Ja*
poster:Jai Narayan
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