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All poetry posted must be your own poetry.  Absolutely no plagerized or copyright enfringed material may be posted here.  This addition to the website is strictly for your own poetry.  Be aware that any material found to be taken from someone elses website and posted here will be immediately deleted.  We have had problems in the past with people taking other peoples work and using it as their own.  It will not be tolerated.  Taking other peoples work is abuse and this website will not be responsible for your actions.
 
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Respectfully,  The Survive Domestic Abuse Management Team

MSN Nicknamespirìt

5/15/2007

 
"Offering of Love"
Copyright © spirit-  All Rights Reserved - Do Not Post On Any Other Website

Written  June 17, 2000

In a world so full of pain,
Pour your love out like rain.
There are so many who need,
Just one to plant the seed.

Of hope and joy and love,
That comes from heaven above.
Will you open your heart,
And know you've done your part.

Just one is all it takes,
To change a world of hate.
To brighten someones day,
Its a small price to pay.

And when someone offers love,
Will you give them a hug.
What will you do,
When loves offered to you.

MSN Nicknamespirìt

9/2/2006

 Burning Matches

The streets are empty , but for the lonley

stealing comfort from the sky

The wind is whistleing , but no-ones listening

so good to see you here tonight

Nice and easy we walk hand in hand

through the silence of the snow

Nice and easy as the seasons turn

where it takes us I don't know

If I remember what you remember

if we could turn back yesterday

I sometimes wonder , what you'd be thinking

if we could only find a way

Nice and easy waltzing you and I

like a feather on the wind

Nice and easy still our passions burn

I can see it all again

short Instru/repeat#2

You know it's crazy what were lookin for

sneeks up behind you and slips away

I know it's crazy but I swear

you'll return someday

repeat #4

TonyGuitar_Man

(dedicated to)

Kelly Roberts

All Rights Reserved

11/23/2001

 

MSN NicknameTÒÑÝGÜÍTÅR_MÄÑ

9/3/2006

"Humanity" (my REvised version of my written poem)
 
The word means of humans; having humane ways.
We call thie word,"Humanity,"
but humans are uncaring and violent,
and we like to say we're a part of "Society."
 
"Society" is supposed to mean
a collection of people working together
so tht the economy and life
can run smoother and better.
 
But domestic violence lurks
in public and behind closed doors-
men, women, and children abused by jerks,
leaving on them emotional, mental, and physical scars.
 
Bruises, broken bones,
and belittlement, too...
leave the victims to feel
that there is nothing they can do.
 
And people seem so cold-hearted
when they look the other way
as they see people in front of them being hurt.
When victims get hurt or killed one day,
will they say tht it's because the victims didn't leave?-
that it's what they deserved?
 
I haven't much faith in "Humanity"-
humans normally help in tragedies [9/11].
But when witnessing domestic violence,
suddenly, we act like we don't see!
 
But I know why that is-
abuse reaches too close to home,
so "society" does not help victims
even when they're being hurt right in front of them-
they just leave the victims alone!
 
And what about us who actually care?
we who see children
being hit or pulled by their hair
just because they talked back
or didn't sit straight in their chair?
 
What can WE do
(we who actually care)?
when we act to protect children being beaten
and notice onlookers just stare?-
 
children being beaten so hard
that they are knocked to the ground-
4yr. old children who are so terrified to speak again
because that might bring on the next round?
 
What can we do to protect the children
because we get yelled at by their parent(s)
and are told when we help children,"we're not abusing them."
But the children's terror and bruises make the abuse apparent.
 
How can we say
tht we have humanity
when humans feel entitled to abuse?
I thought humans respected their families.
 
Families are supposed to be
loved and cherished.
But from what I've experienced and seen,
people in families are HURT, TORN APART-
and some even perish (are killed).
 
But I guess that we "humans"
are still in our evolution stage-
like butterflies still in their cacoons-
still not evolved enough in this phase
to know its NOT civilized to abuse.
 
 
We say we have "humanity"
and that we are "civilized,"
but I just can't see it-
no matter how hard I try!
 
The word "Humanity" is a joke-
a word people say lightly-
It rolls off the tongue of every folk-
but they abuse and don't hold respect for others
in their hearts, tightly.
 
I will, once again, belive in "humanity"
when "society" proves itself
by becoming NON-abusive
and then starts giving victims of domestic abuse, help.
                                        -Author:
                                          April Bodler
                                        -Date written: Oct. 27th, 2

MSN Nicknamesweetspiritgirl1

12/13/2006

                                   The Fear Of You
 
My fear of you
courses through me
(as it has since July,
when you started controlling me)-
I've learned not to ask you," Why?"
 
My fear of you
is because you made life surreal-
your constant control and demands from which
were to much with which to deal
 
The fear of you
is so strong
because of abuse and control from you
and all tht you did wrong
 
My fear of you
is because you'd hold me tight,
grabbing me even tigher
if I tried from you to leave (take flight)
 
My fear of you
grew stronger, still,
when I told you," No!"
and you forced sex against my will.
 
My fear of you continued when
you'd hurt me or lie
and then deny your actions to anyone
who'd question you why I'd cry
 
My fear of you, intensified,
the more bold you grew-
especially when you threatened a bomb
to the hospital crew
 
My fear stayed when
you restrained me while you 'slept."
But tightened your hold on me
when I tried to flee from your painful grip
 
My fear of you
grew to terror, when
I dreamt tht you'd hit me-
and then you actually did-
because I turned you down
from, again, dating me
 
The fear of you
makes me all tense-
so strong it is, now,
tht you, I can sense
 
NOTHING but fear of you
is what I have for you now,
even as I go to court for PPO-
I know I have to be strong, somehow
 
[But] my fear of you
wins over me
and I cringe at the thought of you-
of whom in court,
I'll soon see
 
Deathly scared of you
tht I can barely cope-
just trying to stay safe from you,
I pray to God for safety (and for new hope)
                                     -Author:
                                           April Bodler
                                     -Date:
                                           02/23/07
                                     -Time, written:
                                           6:51a.m. (same morning of court for PPO, just before leaving for court)

MSN Nicknamesweetspiritgirl1

3/8/2007

                                   Her Beauty, He Contained...

Her beauty was so radiant-
So vibrant and so true-
her inner beauty tht she had within herself-
tht to all, she showed in what she'd do.

She was kind and caring to everyone
She liked helping others
She brightened other people moods
when she walked into the room,
because of her smile tht was Southern

She was smart in all she did
She made straight "A"'s in her classes
She loved writing and music,
and she aspired to be an actress.

Be HE contained her beauty-
her boyfriend who said he cared-
controlled her every move, before long,
and hurt her to make her scared

So, she pleaded with him-
pleaded very hard-
for him to change his abusive ways.
But he heart was just too hard

He picked her up and threw her
(just one of the many times he'd hurt her, before)
but something went terribly wrong
when she landed into the wall,
her head hit a hook, and she was gone.

No more bright smiles,
no more pretty face
looking up to whomever asked her name
as she turned to them with grace

NO more happiness to be seen
when she walked around singing loud.
No more of her excitement at
being in a huge concert crowd

No more little waif of a girl
telling me what she did
or of what she liked and wanted someday-
to have a baby of her own to watch sleeping in its crib.

For HE contained her beauty
each time tht he yelled,
each time tht he hit her,
each time tht he gave her welts

Her beauty died a bit each time
each time tht he restrained-
her cries for him to stop
to be heard by neighbors a door down-
her not wanting to call the cops

He contained her beauty
the worse he made her feel,
calling her names and wh*re and
making her life seem surreal

He contained her beauty
each time tht they'd make up
and he manipulated her into thinking he would change
then again crush her esteem with words tht tore her up

But he truly contained her beauty
the night tht he'd gone too far
because in trying to contain it more so then before,
he killed her in his domestic war.

You see, her innner beauty
is INdependence intensified,
so he did not like tht at all about her,
so to get it from her, he hurt her or he'd lie.

Each time tht he'd do this to her
he take more of her with him,
until tht one horrible night,
when he'd killed her,
there was no more of her beauty to give to him

So, now, he has fled
shocked and scared at what he'd done-
no remorse does he have for her though,
but now she'll not ever get to say,"Hello."
with her beautiful smile and soul
to me anymore, or ever to any of you.

Because he had to contain it all-
contain her beauty, self-esteem and laughter-
now look what he's done?
now he does not have her either.
                                       -Author:
                                            April Bodler
                                      - Date written:
                                            March 12, 2007
                                      -Time written:
                                            9:41p.m.

MSN Nicknamesweetspiritgirl1

3/15/2007

                                 "Will Anyone Really....?"
 
When I am gone, tomorrow,
will anyone really see?
Would anyone really take notice
or even miss me?
 
When I am gone, tomorrow
will it really be a loss?
I'm not one for people to
ever make a fuss [over].
 
[But] when I am gone, tomorrow,
Will anyone lose rest?
Had I really been tht important?-
or was I more of just a pest?
 
If I had stayed,
would my advocating really have change a thing?
or would bills still not be considered for the people,
and domestic violence be more rampant?
 
If I had stayed,
would I have helped another friend?
Would he or she really have gained support
from what would have done or said?
 
If I had stayed,
could I really have been safe?-
safe from abusers and from myself?-
I'm, sorry, but,
I just could not see a way...
 
Did people really care
when they told me to stay alive?
or was it something they just said
to take away the strife?
 
I began to doubt
the validity of life-
it just seems to hard-
nothing but struggles right until the end...
because life does NOT come with an instructional card.
 
But even despite tht fact, I knew
that life should not be abusive.
But tht was all I had experienced and seen
so proof tht a happy life could happen
had seemed so inconclusive.
 
Will anyone really be sad
because I had quietly stepped away
and laid my life away for good?
or will they understand and be o.k.?
 
I was hurt when I lost my friends
when they died from abuse or suicide.
But I could not handle another death, anymore,
did not wan to lose Mel, or Amanda, or Becky or Sandy
(or any other friends of mine).
        April

MSN Nicknamesweetspiritgirl1

6/6/2007

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