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#MM — Sunday Writing Prompt “The Bloody Carousel” (long)

WARNING:  May have trauma triggers in it for some. On the edge of our dimension sets a bloody castle. To some religions it is named limbo. For those who leave this life at a crossroads or nearing a milestone, the castle is a place where one's strengths and weaknesses are put to the test. How… Continue reading #MM — Sunday Writing Prompt “The Bloody Carousel” (long)

3TC · Fandango's One Word Challenge (FOWC) · fiction · mental health · PTSD · Story Starter Challenge · Word of the Day Challenge

Not a Fortunate Son

image link Fandango's FOWC is terse, the Word of the Day Challenge is fort, Paula's 3 Things Challenge Words are daffodil, swan, napalm , and Teresa's Story Starter Challenge phrase is “It’s a trick!” My Uncle Lonny served in VietNam and was injured when a plane accidentally sprayed napalm on friendly troops. One half of… Continue reading Not a Fortunate Son

dverse · poetry · PTSD · quatern

dVerse — Blaming and Forgiveness

image link Frank is the host of dVerse tonight. Frank says: I found M. Scott Peck’s Further Along the Road Less Traveled in a used bookstore a few weeks ago. It has been a challenge to read. As I understand it Peck describes a spiritual journey we are all on, whether we like it or… Continue reading dVerse — Blaming and Forgiveness

#OctPoWriMo2018 · mental health · music · OctPoWriMo · Pearl Jam · poetry · PTSD · relationships · sonnet

d’Verse Sonnet

image link This is a French Sonnet with 14 lines iambic hexameter of 12 syllables, with a rhyme scheme of aabb ccdd eeff gg. The sonnet is inspired by one of my favorite Pearl Jam songs, Crazy Mary. In the song, the family comes upon Crazy Mary after she's already an adult. The story told… Continue reading d’Verse Sonnet

#OctPoWriMo2018 · poetry · PTSD

Poetry Day 17 — Trigger

image link Part of today's prompt for OctWriPoMo is:  Does madness rule over me/you/us/them?  Does madness fall from the sky in misty dampness, occasional showers, and torrential flooding downpours?  Do I/you/we/they hold the reins, controlling the madness?   Use your brainstorming to create a poem that expresses your thoughts/feelings around “madness”.   Invisible finger on the… Continue reading Poetry Day 17 — Trigger

#OctPoWriMo2018 · justice · OctPoWriMo · poetry · PTSD

Day 7 –Go To Hell

Dear Every Member of The System Who Didn't Believe a Victim and/or Failed to Hold Accountable a Perpetration of Sexual Assault Upon Another: Person/System Who Didn't Believe A Victim Failed to Hold Accountable a Perpetration. * Your reasons are Legion. One extreme to another Rationalized or justified Callous disregard for * ---->A HUMAN BEING<---- *… Continue reading Day 7 –Go To Hell

horror · justice · mature audiences only · PTSD · religion · Word of the Day Challenge

Father John (content warning)

image link The following is drawn loosely from a documentary I saw and from watching scary movies.  Please be warned there is disturbing content and imagery that may be triggering.   The elderly priest shuffles down the stone path, carefully balancing with his cane, which is carved with the long-suffering face of a blood-soaked, thorn-crowned… Continue reading Father John (content warning)

human trafficking · mind · movie review · PTSD · shadows

You Were Never Really Here (2017)

image link When life hands you lemons, you make lemonade. You make lemonade, or in the protagonist's case in the film, “You were Never Really Here”, a bloodbath wherever you go. Joaquin Phoenix plays Joe, a character who struggles with a reality that is liberally sprinkled with flashbacks of abuse, neglect, and soul-crunching trauma. What… Continue reading You Were Never Really Here (2017)

horror · human trafficking · parent child relationship · PTSD · remembrance

Black Sheep

Looking through my library this morning, I came across a letter and some poetry a friend of mine sent me back in 1995, shortly after my father passed away.  It triggered an emotional response that there is space to allow its full expression.  Many times these triggers cannot be but fleetingly acknowledged, as they are… Continue reading Black Sheep