An unwanted visit to a forgotten childhood realm
overcomes me as I walk upon a muddied path
between bird-filled hedgerow and crumbling cement –
the quiet softness of winter-dark broken by laboured breath
running against time, hopping over fences
and cutting through yards,
all after school cares evaporating fast
amid the thundering threat behind, nightmare come to life –
through sheer will, never caught, and yet,
the beauty of a path far in the future,
has the power to send me hurtling down the corridors of my heart
once again.
A beautiful winter shot of a city corridor near Stanley Park (Vancouver, B.C.).
Kimberlee, I just love how you craft your poems and use your past experiences to make the words come alive. I can completely relate to that experience of that nightmare of being chased but lucky enough to never get caught.
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I just commented that my bully & I ended up playing Mary and Joseph in the school play…I haven’t thought about it in years until I wandered down a path that triggered those memories! I’m glad you never got caught, too!
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A very powerful write Kimberlee. You bring the fear of being chased to life with your words and you capture the beauty of it giving you the wings to fly to safety so well. So glad to read you were never caught 💜 xxx
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My bully & I ended up playing Mary and Joseph in the school play (isn’t that ironic?!)…I attended Catholic school so I could continue to learn French. Thank you so much for stopping by…your lovely words warmed my heart!
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Thank you for stopping by…I’m so glad you enjoyed the read!
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It always amazes me to read your poetry clearly describing events….this time you bring us back down your past…
And i would have to read this again cos i can sense there’s more to how i view it now..
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Thank you so much, Mich…your words made me smile on a day where my thoughts are elsewhere!
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Nice One. Some places do bring back the exact emotions that we had years ago. No matter how much we have moved on and try to tell ourselves it is ok, there is some part of the brain that triggers those exact emotions of fear, helplessness and angst.
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I was quite surprised to have this memory resurface from a simple walk between a high hedge and an old hotel just behind where I live! Thank you for stopping by & commenting, your thoughtful words brightened my day…
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Heart-poundingly beautiful and poetic…thanks for sharing 🙂
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Your lovely words warm my heart, Truly! Thank you for taking the time to support my pages, it “truly” is a pleasure to share my thoughts and experiences…
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And we are blessed to have you do so! ❤
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The entire composition is beautiful, but I loved the last 4 lines. An amazing power you have to weave such poetry.
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Thank you so much, Amitav…your beautiful words are a joy to read!
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You evoke strong emotions in this, Kim. It’s amazing how those experiences of our childhoods can come roaring back even when the threat is no longer there. Powerful poem.
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Thank you, Diana, for leaving such lovely words…this flashback unearthed a long-lost memory while simultaneously leaving a poem in its wake!
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Some memories make a rude awakening from some crevice of the mind. I hope you have got over it, Kim. Is it not strange that it has been so many years and the terror still remains. Powerful words, Kim!
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As I look back in time, I’m amazed that as a young girl I had to endure that…it’s funny how dangerous the world can be for some of us until we turn around and face our “monster”!
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I suppose our experiences – both good and bad together contribute to making us whole, more cautious and aware of the world around us until, like you rightly put in, we turn around and face our monster
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I know that feeling full well. A phenomenal way to express yourself. Thank you for sharing. Stay awesome and have a phenomenal day.
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Thank you so much for stopping by & commenting, your words have brightened my day!
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It is my absolute pleasure, stay awesome.
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