The Music Drowns Out Their Screams

The Music Drowns Out Their Screams

A Poem by icelandicblue

She rolls with the punches,
a tsunami of his rage,
split lipped, and
ill-equipped to make
herself small enough
to hide in his dark shadow.

He guzzles
bravado from a bottle
full throttle, flexing
wrath across
her path, looking to
make his mark on soft
flesh that once yielded
to a gentler touch.

They are caught in
the devil's dance
where loathing and fear
snap to attention with
the crack of each beer.

© 2013 icelandicblue


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They are caught in
the devil's dance -- love these lines in terms of your concept...powerful.

Growing up, my best friend's father was a raging alcoholic, and I can remember seeing this scene played out in real life; a terrible thing that left emotional scars...and if it scarred me, I can only image going through it personally. When we are in the center of something, though, it is often difficult to see the edges...or the exits. Well done, emotionally provacative write.

Posted 11 Years Ago


icelandicblue

11 Years Ago

Hi Sarah,

Thanks for your comment and for sharing. You are right, although there are op.. read more
We can get so caught in the chains of inertia and believe so much in our own powerlessness that we can actually die before realizing we have choice. We always have choice.

Posted 11 Years Ago


icelandicblue

11 Years Ago

We do always have a choice, you are right Mark. There are also more options for both parties today t.. read more
this could not be worded any stronger than it is...i felt the cracks. the slaps, the splatters of blood.

really immensely important piece of writing..the rage from the bottle...

it has to stop.

jacob

Posted 11 Years Ago


icelandicblue

11 Years Ago

Thanks Jacob- I have been moved by some incidents in the news. We also had an incident in the town I.. read more
This superbly well-crafted poem makes a powerful impact, with its choice of words, its delivery style. A masterpiece, and it will be a pleasure read more such fine writing from you. You deserve an outstanding ovation!

Posted 11 Years Ago


icelandicblue

11 Years Ago

I am humbled by your kind review.
Your poem is so powerful that it hits a reader in the gut, metaphorically speaking, Anne. An absolutely horrific experience and you have made it come to life before our eyes. Great poetry about a very sad event in way too many women's lives (and occasionally, from what I've read), some men's, as well.

Posted 11 Years Ago


icelandicblue

11 Years Ago

Yes, it's true Joyce. Battered men have also hidden in the shadows because of cultural bias. It is a.. read more
It is so heartbreaking that so many people still live like this. So much anger; so much rage.

Posted 11 Years Ago


icelandicblue

11 Years Ago

It truly is heartbreaking. We've come a long way but still have a long way to go.
Dreadful and far too common....most often caused by sad individuals who fear their own insignificance. A courageous piece, blue. P.

Posted 11 Years Ago


icelandicblue

11 Years Ago

Thanks so much Pete and what you say is true.
A volatile scenario...one in which there are no winners, only losers. Raw and honest emotions between the lines. Excellent work. Lydi**

Posted 11 Years Ago


icelandicblue

11 Years Ago

Thanks for your comment and for reading lydi.
thank you for bringing abuse to light ... your poem is straight forward; the picture i see from reading is as horrendous as abuse is ... someone very close to me has had such experiences in her past ... you have captured it all .. they are cowards who abuse..
E.

Posted 11 Years Ago


icelandicblue

11 Years Ago

it was always my understanding that my father grew up in a house like this and my heart broke for my.. read more
Einstein Noodle

11 Years Ago

i dont know what to say iceland ... your dad was a survivor and courageous to have stopped the curse.. read more
icelandicblue

11 Years Ago

My dad was a really gentle man and my grandfather died when I was 2 so I never saw the violence.
Metaphorically splendid, a very powerful poem and its story is all too tragic, abusive relationships quite often fueled by alcohol !

Morally courageous, kudos to you for being the voice of the victim in these all to familiar circumstances!

Posted 11 Years Ago


icelandicblue

11 Years Ago

Thank you for reading this Tom, the problems knows no social or economic boundaries.
Tom

11 Years Ago

No indeed the problem is not selective !

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