THE PURSE

THE PURSE

A Poem by Betty Hermelee
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RAVIN 'INK Prompt : haunting memories

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As a wee girl growing up in NYC, my mother would send me out to play on the sidewalk
vulnerable and innocent, i befriended a stranger who admired my doll carriage
he asked me many questions to which i answered.....he asked me if he could come up to my apartment
"of course", I said...my mom was not home but I had a key...
the elevator man gave me a weird look
I used the key, he followed behind me, turning his head to see if it was safe
he went into my mother's room, tore through her purse and ran...
My mother came home and scolded me
I cried for days
never will forget

© 2024 Betty Hermelee


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Betty Hermelee
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Such a finely laid post, Betty, but such a shocking topic. There's a sense of reality here or news of such a happening! I admit I 'ouched' at what happened, truth or not. Must admit I thought something worse might happen - and to the wee child. It might have. thank the Lord it did not.. money can somehow be replaced, a child's innocence cannot. Your writing inevitably touches.

Posted 21 Hours Ago


Betty Hermelee

21 Hours Ago

this was me Em! a haunting memory for sure! thank you my dear Em for your understanding review, and .. read more
emmajoygreen

21 Hours Ago

Argh .. oh my goodness, how scary. Must say however, what I put up there ^ still stands. Shaking th.. read more
This is a sad write here, but so nicely expressed.

Posted 2 Days Ago


Betty Hermelee

2 Days Ago

thank you for stopping by and a lovely review!
warmly, B🌷
Writergurl

2 Days Ago

not a problem
What a sad story. Wonderfully told. Obviously a true memory.

Posted 2 Days Ago


Betty Hermelee

2 Days Ago

indeed Ken! still haunts me….
thank you for your review
warmly, B🌷
Wow, i love how you capture the innocents of the child, than in the middle of it turn it around. It was short yet bittersweet. You did a good job capturing trust in a simple way.

Warmely SilentTree

Posted 2 Days Ago


Betty Hermelee

2 Days Ago

thank you fo stopping by and a lovely review🌷
Warmly, B
Wow, your poem really tells a story! I love how you described the mix of being a carefree kid and then realizing something was wrong. The way you wrote about your doll carriage and the stranger makes it feel super real. It’s kinda scary but also really powerful. I can totally see how that moment would stick with you forever. Great job capturing those feelings!

Posted 2 Days Ago


Betty Hermelee

2 Days Ago

thank you Tumi, much appreciated🌷
Warmly
B
This is such a sad story.....we get penalized so often for trusting people.
I remember playing hopscotch on the Bronx sidewalks....but luckily never ran into this guy, so my mom's purse was safe.
j.

Posted 2 Days Ago


Betty Hermelee

2 Days Ago

thank you J it was pretty scary, but what did i know?
warmly, B🌷
A frightening incident indeed. On the other hand, it could have been a lot worse.

Posted 2 Days Ago


Betty Hermelee

2 Days Ago

thanks John for your spot on review!
warmly,B🌷
We all learn our lessons of being too trusting at times, but the importance of these mistakes is not doing anything wrong yourself, but the world becomes a little less innocent the more we learn about it.

Posted 2 Days Ago


Betty Hermelee

2 Days Ago

thank you Lorry, a fine review…. and thanks for the tip!
warmly, B

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Added on October 28, 2024
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Betty Hermelee
Betty Hermelee

Black Mountain, NC



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My love of poetry results from my love of art. As a painter I am able to express myself on a canvas. As a poet my words come from my heart, my moods, sometimes sad, mostly upbeat. I like to use vivid .. more..

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