Tuesday, April 8, 2008


i am helpless in the face of your anger

its push is too strong
beating down

i've lost composure

i am small-self again
hiding behind the sofa
rain-cheeked with forbidden tears

having learned long ago
i have no right to feel this way
no right at all

only wrong

rachel westfall
april 8, 2008


Kyddryn said...

I don't know if people fought around me when I was a child (I don't remember it, anyway) - but I have never liked the sound of shouting or slamming doors. I still wince and duck down when I hear them.

I never wanted to make people angry, when I was young - I feared that anger, the disapprobation. There are predators who can sense that weakness, and how they do hunt their prey.

Now? So what if you're angry? I am angry, too, and it's OK. We can be angry together in the same space and still be loved, be loving. I don't have to be the frightened little girl who feared anger more than the consequences of silent acquiescence. Neither do you, neither does anyone.

Shade and Sweetwater,

RachelW said...

Good thoughts, Kyddryn. Good thoughts. ~hugs~

zucchini-mike-peach nuts said...

I love this photo.
No anger. No fear.
Just peace. Much peace.
I love this photo. Thanks for sharing your love with the life of one of our fello creature's.
You are wonderful, just like your children - a gift for this ever changing world.

*Love & Light*

RachelW said...

Photo courtesy of my dad... he has a knack for capturing those kinds of interactions, undetected with his camera.