Ode to WendyApr 13 '06 Write an essay on this topic.
Popular Products in Books
The Bottom Line Domestic violence is a serious problem, and I hope this poem will help give strength to anyone reading this who may be suffering.
Note: April is Domestic Violence Awareness month. I recently read this at a poetry reading. ODE TO WENDY They met on a sunny spring day, And she was swept away by his looks. They fell for each other right away It was a sunny time for Wendy Brooks, For she was a happy girl. Years passed, and they were married. His job grew more stressful as time went on. She became the whipping girl, To this guy named Billy Earl, But still she thought, “My baby loves me the best that he can.” She was a homemaker who couldn’t conceive Still they tried to crank the passion Love was the only house, she pretended to perceive As the wind blew harder with each bashing. But still she tried to believe she was blessed. More years went by, and the sun faded. Clouds grew grayer with each passing year, And the winds began to blow harder. She heard a song about a broken wing, But she was too mired to fly away. With each passing year, the storms grew, The air grew more blustery and cold, Steel eyes and steel bars Now required a steel will As she longed for an Independence Day To break free of the chains. While he was at work, the radio kept her company. She heard a song about thunder that rolled, By a superstar with Wendy’s last name And one about a guy not unlike her husband, Someone also named Earl Sung by some chicks from Dixie. One day it became so cold it was hot, Martina McBride’s song “Broken Wing” came on the radio. She had heard the song for a decade, But suddenly realized Martina was singing The song right to Wendy, And she took wing and flew away. The house had an eerie silence to it, As he wondered why she was no longer around; After returning from a Toby Keith concert with the boys, Nothing was left But the embers of a marriage That was now history As phones rang all over the neighborhood, No longer would she have to cover her face With makeup all the time; She had finally lifted the steel gate That imprisoned her for years Finally, she had her independence day. For the first time in 12 years She could actually be Wendy, not just his wife. She was free to shed her tears, confess her fears reclaim her life, and heal the scars. 4-2-06 Note: Wendy Brooks is a fictional character; poem was inspired by several songs by country singer Martina McBride (1992-2000),Garth Brooks (1991), and the Dixie Chicks (2000).  |
| Read all comments (3)|Write your own comment |
