Tag: abuse

Poetry by Patrick JenningsNov 18, 20217:26 am

Immovable vs Unstoppable, Ucluelet Storm Season, Vancouver Island, British Columbia, Canada

For the Survivors

As sea falls back into sea
Prepares for a new assault on the shore
Its hardened rock
Broken but not brittle
Recalcitrant
Beneath the bruised sky
Of abuses relentless

I am reminded
Of the survivors

I came for the storms
For the thrash and hiss
Of the sea upon the rock
The immovable
Resisting the unstoppable

And it is
In a manner
Difficult to describe
So utterly beautiful
And moving

But I wish
In this moment
Only for the peace
Of a clear sky
And an ocean
Becalmed

Poetry by Patrick JenningsMay 15, 20201:38 pm

Cloudy, Cloudy Day

Cloudy, cloudy day
Paint your palette blue and grey
Look out on a winter’s day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Horizon’s changing hue
Power in the waves come due
Dashing on the shore that’s you
In aqua on the broken rocky land

Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your father’s deeds
And why you’d need to set me free
I would not listen, I did not know how
Perhaps I’ll listen now

Poetry by Patrick JenningsMay 13, 20209:47 am

Buffeted

Islands in the sky
Buffeted by the winds as
The sea upon the rocks

And I in the storm
Enthralled by the beauty of
Violent nature

Moved to pondering
The nature of violence
Buffeting within

Poetry by Patrick JenningsApr 25, 20208:57 pm

Take Flight

Ignited by an
Inner glow I take flight and
Rise free from his hand

Poetry by Patrick JenningsApr 7, 20209:50 am

The Searing Gaze, Seaside Creek Beach, Mendocino County, Pacific Coast Highway, California, United States of America

The Gaze

The fire came down
From burning sky
Across a boiling sea

And I
Upon the shore

Felt the searing gaze of shame

Breathe

I whispered to my heart
As I breathed the cool sea air

That eye is but your own
Turned upon you
By the shameful one

Poetry by Patrick JenningsFeb 28, 201911:14 am

Dancing Boy and The Wells, SeaToSky Gondola

As a Child

I danced as a child
I loved as a child
I laughed as a child

Now as an adult
I am dominated by the fear
I learned as a child

Poetry by Patrick JenningsNov 10, 201811:58 pm

The Retreat, Harmony in Form and Word, Gallery Bistro, Port Moody, British Columbia, Canada

A Part of Myself

I put a part of myself
A deepest part
Up on a wall
For any and all to see

Ambivalence
Trepidation
Uncertainty

Too much?
Too dark?
Too bleak?

For a bistro?

Until a voice says
“That is me, up there
On your wall.”

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJun 26, 201810:54 pm

Alpine Daisy Aster Close, Buller Mountain, Spray Valley Provincial Park, Alberta, Canada

Unbroken

In the shadows
On the periphery
Core hidden away

I observe the violence
The hurt
The suffering

Detached
Feeling nothing

To feel would be
To shatter

So strong because

So fragile

Poetry by Patrick JenningsMar 24, 20187:15 pm

Yet I Remain

Left behind
As if detritus
Like pilings
Rising from
The ocean depths
Stripped of the planks
Which gave them cause
Still, pretty they
Beneath their grey torment
So to offer
Weathered wise remark

Reach for the sky
Stand proud
And straight
Find new intent
If naught for aught
But to be seen
Standing here
Survivor still
Where some may fail
Yet I remain

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJan 10, 20181:42 pm

The Retreat

She retreated
Not because the waves
Had come perilously close
Nor because the wind
Made it difficult to stand

She retreated because she had come
To feel the tumult of the ocean
To feel the battering of the wind
To feel the beauty of violence

Without consciousness
This is why she came here
And for a while
It was beautiful
And calming