there are rules
I’ve been told I can’t write about emotions
that refer to others pain or lives
in any way
how dare you take a person’s life and convey it
as a cheap writer of someone’s suffering
what a monster! What do you know?
I had better not post stupid photos or true thought
it’s trite & cruel like the worst of humanity
(or so they said … foaming at the mouth with vengeance in their throat )
saying certain things are off the table
they weren’t about you / but this one is
sometimes I write about something that never happened
or occurred only in my mind
or felt like it did almost, not quite
or did but to someone else where-upon
I shine a light to diminish neglect
rarely is this clear, when it is
that’s my right to speak without muzzle
it isn’t fabricated with thorns but
allegory & beseeching for a better world of kindness
instead of the easy hand of hate & scorn
but I’m tired
I’m really tired
of backlash against thought
of being told I’m shallow, unoriginal, borrowed or naive
that rules are preferable & if you quote
make sure it’s the Greeks or high fellow in poetic device
otherwise you’re just a stupid girl thinking you have a right
to inhabit quill
I’m not made of your thick hide or
I don’t like fights, madness, melodrama
or people who thrive on cutting
into ribbons of beef jerky
I am not a bitch who gives as good as she gets
let others inherit that mantel
if indeed such a crown exists
I’d rather just close my mouth
until words seem largely
bullies have a way of
closing down the best of us
then from nothing comes something
fizzing in dark
a thought is bid
if you are a writer … even a terrible one
(borrow a word use one of yours thrown at me in scorn, which one? Inferior, awful, shallow, pretender, what else would you like to call?)
you can’t ever stop because someone hates you
you think you’re original in your loathing? All the world hates someone
therein LIES THE RUB
you have to write through fear
we would do nothing if every disapprobation stayed our desire to realize
when you run from every sleight of hand or slap you may as well stand back watching life diminish in your palm
a real strong soul will never be rewarded by universal confirmation
ugliness of former friends turning to enemy is more our modern trend
(they do it so well, those closeted thieves of light)
condemnation cusped about envy
gargoyles of indifference & spite
the sport some merrily make of others
they hunt with willing malice
(learning; you hurt, so I shall hurt you, to see which part flinched and quivers beneath my knife)
for no reason other than they are inquirers of vivisection
(when you know a person you know their weaknesses, it’s an easy back door to reach for sharpened blade)
please stay away
lose my number
do not read
pick another mark
shoot your arrows at
a mirror or reflection
that’s the guilty party
who turns full circle from victim to abuser
as paedophiles will claim
I didn’t mean to harm it was taught me
but choice we have
hurting those you can when smarting from pain
in the ugliness of
just like them
(this is for https://boldbeatandnipless.com/ because this brave and courageous woman has been tormented by haters and it sickens me so much so I write this for her and out of my own experience of having had two haters in the last few years (fortunately they are a bad memory now) and the cry for this to stop being acceptable in our society alongside bullying and any shallow form of undermining truth and honesty)
100 thoughts on “Just like them”
Right back o’er the mountains at you sister with cherries on top xxx
Dear Whimsy I so appreciate you saying so. I hope so. Things must change. All we can do as individuals to shine a light on this, we should do, hence why I admire your inspiring blog. Abusive relationships are common place but hidden from public nobody knows how many suffer, I admire you because you talked about it, that takes guts and it DOES help other people. So thank you too my new friend.
Dearest Natalie, you do know I love your replies don’t you? Because you SHOOT FROM THE HIP in a way I don’t think anyone can surpass. It is definitely your fiesty character I admire, have done since we first met and always will. You are so right everything you say here. Bottom line, to anyone, this is your life. And yes karma big time will come back to those who are cruel needlessly. I feel defending others as I would wish to be defended is the only consolation and worth to be had out of a situation like this and I endeavor where possible to do this all the time.
PS I’m SO glad you did not shut down your WP I think about a guzzillion other people are too. BIG HUG
Smiling here 😊
That’s so sweet! Big hugs back!
Well, you know what I say to them…..😈
Always little sister…:)
This is deep
You go girl, Defender of All that is Just and Right 🙂
Bravo and you go girl! But once you have courageously defended someone, don’t hold onto the angst and sorrow for it is poisonous stuff and very harmful. We fight the good fight and then let it all go and give it to God. It’s like holding on to a hot potato. It will burn and hurt only you! I know you eat healthy food and you must feed to same to your spirit and soul. Love and hugs, my sweet lovely friend, Natalie 🙂 ❤
This is so spot on in today’s world. I loved all of it but I wanted to retain one warning that I would tweet your work with and it is “bullies have a way of
closing down the best of us”
That sentence really got to me as it is so very true and so many young people need to hear that and understand that whether it is about writing or expressing oneself in other modes of expression, one should never let the bullies win. Thank you for sharing this brilliant piece of your mind.
While reading this, I had my eyebrow stuck to the ceiling for it’s rare to spot writings that come right out from the heart. It was punch-packed poem and God, I love with what power was this delivered.
It’s way too rare to find tributes as well-versed and hearty as ‘Just Like Them’.
While reading this, I had my eyebrow stuck to the ceiling for it’s rare to spot writings that come right out from the heart. It was a punch-packed poem and God, I love with what power was this delivered.
It’s way too rare to find tributes as well-versed and hearty as ‘Just Like Them’. Way to go.
One day my friend.. We are but the fringe workers chipping away.. One day that domino effect will ripple as the rest of the world falls in line.. Until then we defend the weaker by staying strong ourselves. LOVE and warm hugs for that beautiful response Candice.. ❤
A perfect example of the empathy that shines through your work
Brava, dear friend, for speaking up and speaking out! There seems to be so many willing to drown another’s voice, yet, I will never understand why. Perhaps it is just pure jealousy for their own short comings. Or not. I for one, stand behind you in this effort!! ❤
Thank you lovely girl xxxx
Thank you lovely Dorinda. I will never hope to understand the cruelty of others, but I also believe in the goodness of strangers !
A really lovely thing of you my friend to say
I laughed SO HARD at the image of your eyebrow stuck to the ceiling! (genius!) that’s so funny! Thank you so much!
I’m glad you liked that line as that was my favorite (mind-reader!) thank you so much dear one I so appreciate you and this reply xo
Very good good advice! HUGS (And I agree about eating healthy and thinking healthy good advice!)
That’s a lovely thing to say my friend.
aw (that made me want to cry in a good way!)
Thank you dear Elizabeth xoxo
Welcome and I so appreciate you too my sensitive, delicate, strong friend. xo
Lovely words. I so appreciate your writing and have done for a long time.
Haha, come to think of it, it really is a hilarious imagery.
Yes, they are the ones who make it all worth while ❤
Likewise my friend.
Heartfelt and true 🙂
You are the least shallow person I’ve ever met, C. Deep enough to drown in, some might say, as the feelings you bring to your words create such depths.
Not sure drowning is such a good thing!
Depends what you’re drowning in.
Makes me think of the scene in Charlie & the Chocolate Factory, was it Verruca Salt who fell in? No, I think it was the boy … anyway … YUM!
That is FREAKY!
I nearly wrote chocolate.
And it was Augustus Gloop.
I knew you would know that! What a name! He was so good at the names evoking the person wasn’t he? I really loved his work (Fantastic Mr Fox was my favorite & Danny Champion Of The World) his adult books are so incredible too (My Uncle Oswold, Over To You, Kiss Kiss) such an influence … I still have fantasies about hot chocolate lakes 😉
I still have nightmares about a large peach falling on my head!
I can literally recall the imagery today of how I felt reading when he entered the peach (oo err!) how vivid and brilliant must writing be to have that kind of impact? (Or horror!)
He was brilliant because he could make dark seem light. Like me when I flip the light switch; it’s a gift I have.
Cheeky! You’re so much more my misty marathon moors man♡
Yes, some would say I belong in a bog.
I’m partial to bogs for some odd reason. I think the smell. Peat is underrated
I’ve never liked him 😉
*applauding* Yes. You speak for many of us, my dear. Expression can’t be put into a box, tied with a pretty bow to please the critics. It comes as it comes. Those who can’t deal have issues well beyond before and beyond our writing.
That’s the nicest thing to hear – thank you I really really appreciate that talented and lovely Emily xo you rock!
I love this. Truth, honest emotion. I really didn’t know how much I could connect with others until i found this place to write and also to read the expression of others.
Thank you so much. I know exactly what you mean. I felt that also and when I read people here I do feel more of a connection. I”m very glad you do too.
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