My Red LoveA Poem by Tumara HallMy way of sharing with the world the most heart stopping moment of my life.The sheer force had knocked me, Heaving and sweat on the head, Heightened senses so vampire-like, And the frightening streets ahead, Not deserving to pray, I felt too lost to say, The thumping head, And the heart struggling to beat, Not giving up, Toughening up, No time to cry or to weep, Seeing pain through the beads, Nobody spoke, It was over. No room for trauma. I took the chance to clear my eyes, And thanked heaven for my daughter’s cries. © 2013 Tumara HallAuthor's Note
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Added on December 8, 2013Last Updated on December 29, 2013 AuthorTumara HallInvercargill, Southland, New ZealandAboutI am a long time writer living in the beautiful New Zealand. I write poetry mostly about people, write columns for a magazine about Postnatal Problems -- Check out the blog linked below. And I am in t.. more..Writing
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