Just wanted to shout it from the rooftops - I'm published! Again! And so far, people I know are still talking to me!
The first time I had a poem published, it had such emotional response from people I knew that I gained friends and lost friends.
"Night Terrors" is a poem that is almost as gritty as that first published poem, and I have been nervous about it's appearance at everydaypoets.com today. Hopefully, I won't have anyone walk up to me in the next couple of days and say, "I can't believe you wrote that trash. Don't ever speak to me again."
It is a poem based on bitterness. I know that. I wish I could have fanagled a little more hope into it, but I didn't.
Taken from my Dad's experiences with a charity hospital, his later post-traumatic stress symptoms, and then blended in my own imagination, this poem has a "reality" piece to it that makes it hard for me to share. But I am trying to meet my oldest daughter's definition of courage: to face my fears.