Wednesday, 27 September 2017

Angel of the night

Prompt for Poets United Rising above




I grew up in an protective environment and learned only later in life about people who are less fortunate . For example through the movie Once we were warriers I learned of lifes lived in terror.

In time, I came across some amazing people who worked with the most disadvantaged. I realised that some of the most dedicated people, were the ones who understood because they lived it. They worked tirelessly to make a difference, often with minor recognition. The transformation they went through, the difference they made, and the work they did and do is heroic and therefore I salute them.

I imagined what it means to be disadvantaged and how people would rise above


Angel of the night

She used to be the invisible one. 
An unexplored life, her head
bend down not to be seen
dragging through the miry clay

Born to parents who drowned their
demons in devil's water, squeezed
through their pores, evaporated into terror,
invading every space of her life as they

fed her with violence and profanities
touched her with shrewd knocks
looked at her with eyes spilling rage
dressed her in their garment of grudge

One day she sank in the depth of the eyes
of a soul, sensed the silence of an empty
vessel, screaming to be filled with love
A mirror for the little girl inside her

Her newfound empathy allowed
her, to offer her last grain of love,
which started growing in both
Initiating her to greatness

Slowly she ripped up and tore
down her restraining cast. Through
renewed lightness, picked up by
a gust of wind, she rose above her past.

Now she is holding space for
the souls haunted by shrieking
shadows, moving in slow speed, 

through stormy days

Building a warm nest for them
in places where the icy winds
sneak through the gaps, she
became an angel of the night




35 comments:

  1. Hi Marja - haunting ... after reading Wiki's review on the NZ film you mention: Once Were Warriors. Very well done ... so dark and so difficult - we have put too much on other peoples - definitely thought provoking - cheers Hilary

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    1. Thanks yes when I saw the movie for the first time I was quite taken aback

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  2. I have seen this movie a long time ago. Will watch it again. We are indeed blessed if we have had a childhood without violence and abuse.It is good to be aware of what others have had to suffer. It makes one appreciate what we have so much more.

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    1. Exactly We have so much to be grateful for

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  3. Building a warm nest for them
    in places where the icy winds
    sneak through the gaps, she
    became an angel of the night..these are the people who rescue the earth.

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    1. I agree Rajani They have tru strength and virtue

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  4. Beautiful Marja, and the last verse is so heartwarming.

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  5. There are, indeed, angels among us and often they had troubling pasts as your prose so poignantly expressed.

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  6. Thanks for sharing that beautiful angel,especiall in these trying times when so many of her kind would be busy in rescue and care giving

    have a good Wednesday

    much love...

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    1. Thanks Gillena I think they are very needed at the moment yes :)

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  7. How i love her rise from terror to strength and compassion for others. My favourite kind of story. For i was that small girl in a violent alcoholic home, who made a similar journey.

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    1. Wow Sherry and see what an amazing person you are now. I salute you

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  8. Moving and beautifully written piece. Heroic is that angel of the night!

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  9. i love how you structured and wrote your poem. the message is always beautiful but i found beauty in your positioning of rhymes and syllables and such. an admirer.

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  10. Wow: "Now she is holding space for
    the souls haunted . . . ." It is more than amazing that people raised up and limited so can burst through their bandages like butterflies from cocoons. Nothing so gentle, and yet, rebirth. Brilliant poem.

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  11. What a hauntingly descriptive piece. Well written, and held my rapt attention to the very end.

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  12. Such a beautiful soul of compassion....i love the line, "One day she sank in the depth of the eyes
    of a soul, sensed the silence of an empty
    vessel" I do think that those that have endured great hardship and strife can become more compassionate of others....of course there are others than become more bitter, but they are the ones that need the compassionate ones the most.

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    1. I agree with your every word Thanks Carrie Is your last name Dutch btw

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  13. Aah...They are the salt of the earth. It's very difficult and needs much strength to rise above the past. They are true angels with rare virtues in them. Love this ode to the angels of night. Beautiful Marja.

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  14. "...building a warm nest..." It takes an insightful soul to transcend the abuse and not perpetuate it for the next generation. I wish there were more who could do this and know a better way.

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    1. It is indeed very hard but I have met a few of these angels The majority as you said is not able to break the cycle

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    2. just want to add that with more love and support more can move on I have seen that as well :)

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  15. Marja, this is a most beautiful poem.. And I know that there are many such angels walking the Earth dear friend.. And while they have a hard job on their hands helping and waking up humanity to itself.. I have faith that these warriors will succeed.. We have to..
    Blessings dear Marja.. I will be back later to catch up with the posts I have missed my friend..

    Love and Hugs.. Sue xxx

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  16. Beautiful write expressing beautiful thoughts.

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  17. Another super poem. Very moving too.

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  18. This is such a beautifully descriptive and sensitive poem Marja .. So many souls go through trauma and then rise up through it.. And many earth angels are out there I know helping those still yet to climb..
    Thank you for this.. A deep meaningful poem written from your heart xxx <3

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