Beauty and the Beast

Beauty and the Beast

A Poem by Geralyn Miller

Fortunately,

she has not awakened.

She was once a beautiful woman

----just yesterday morning, in fact.

Now, there is no trace

of the former loveliness

on her poor, shattered face.

 

Both eyes, once starry blue,

are swollen closed.

The doctors are trying, desparately,

to save her left eye,

even though, she'll never see from it.

Her nose was horribly smashed;

to be repaired later,

if she lives.

Her badly fractured jaw is wired shut.

A lacey tracery of stitches,

(over three hundred)

adorns her lumpy, purple visage.

Broken ribs, punctured lung,

ruptured spleen, massive internal injuries.

She may lose a kidney.

She may die.

 

Because,

the most dangerous man

in her life

is the one who said

he loves her.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

© 2010 Geralyn Miller


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how horrible to go through this, i have a friend who was beaten by her boyfriend and ended in the hospital, for some reason she did not press charges and went back to him. as incomprehesive as asthat is.

Posted 14 Years Ago


This just took my breath away.. The title lends itself to a lighter connotation, so reading through the darkness, the pain, just unravels all that was beautiful.. to express the depth of her pain.. and his horror.. So very powerfully spoken..

Posted 14 Years Ago


That last line is so perfect! The reader is at first confused as to what could be happening, but that ending... so insane! So real and frightening and upsetting. You really got to me! Great work!

Posted 14 Years Ago


This was powerful, twisted from a fairytale to a monstrous and altogether too real situation. Excellent write- great balance between emotion and description.

Wonderfully penned.

-Coral-

Posted 14 Years Ago


you've no idea how this incredibly poignant and important poetic poured itself like alloy right through my body~ reawakening every broken piece of a long time ago when I was dying and at the edge of believing in fairy tales while caught in his big boy fists~

Posted 14 Years Ago


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I know this kind of story all too well... Brings back many childhood memories. Sad piece. The ending hits the message home. Well written.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Ahh, so emotional, I was actually really taken aback but the last stanza, i loved the detail you put in this, how you portray the injuries and the last stanza ties it all together, amazing write.

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Geralyn Miller
Geralyn Miller

Phoenix, AZ



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I was born in the year of the Dragon, and am prone to roaring for amusement's sake. I have been writing poetry since I was eight. That's right, fifty years of poetry, all written in longhand. In ad.. more..

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