A MOTHER’S TRUTH
new worry turns round
my mind like a stone
lifted to light
fear
is my compass north
I know the stone’s cold
concave, its inward weight
and sharp edge
I hide the fearstone
in daylight hours
but at night, carry it
to my soul’s secret room
and hold it,
with my son,
in the curve of my heart
QUESTIONS FOR POETRY THERAPY
Parents:
- What feelings might you have if an abusive experience had happened to your child?
- In what way do you identify with the mother’s worry and fear in the poem?
- What actions could you take after discovering your child has been abused?
Mary Willette Hughes 