Touched & Taken - Spirited Away to Stockholm

“Touched and Taken; Spirited away to Stockholm

- When the self becomes divided from reality. When they have been “touched” and being somewhere “else” due to a traumatic event, whether one remember the event or not, it is affect is stored in the body and deeply imprinted by the damage; This other place where one goes. That’s why these individuals at risk are at an even higher risk for abuse and sexual predatory behavior after the first event. They are a little slower. But practicing presence or being Present can guard  one from further attacks to the Self and Soul. Surround yourself with people who understand you, respect you. Those who understand what has happened to you. This poem is a personal expression of this “other place” and a constant desire or pull to return there as means of emotional rest and sanctuary; the subconscious imagination.

 

“Where have they all gone,

Those wild horses

And where they roam?

 

Take me back.

I’m sure I’ve been there before;

This strange and far off crescent place.

 

Take me there

Where the blades of grass point their swords straight up into the air to split the sky despite heavy hooves of rain and storm.

 

Where the sun turns a bitter burnt blood orange and fields of golden wheat gleam and sway in such a way,

one would surely lose their way

in that hypnotic gaze.

 

Where dandelion wishes are glittered away with hot breath

only to drown

in far off salty shores

Floating just above the shattered glass shards, scattered recklessly

on those beaches of once forgotten dreams; On this crescent isle of make believe and silly things.

 

Take me there.

To that place where women warriors roam against the red and orange

those droozy Poppy fields;

Where the trees have all turned grey.

This place great and terrible beauty.

 

I’m sure of it.

I’m sure.

I have been there

before.

 

Take me.

Take me.

Take. me. back.

To Stockholm.“

 

01/20/24 - work in Progress

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