The Progress – Day Fourteen, Poem Fourteen

I hope that these posts about the back story and process of my poem writing have been entertaining and/or helpful. I would love your feedback in the comments! And now on to the story for today’s challenge prompt…

PROMPT: praise the heavy ghosts of an unforgiven thing

So… what is the unforgiven thing? Is it an action that I am still mad about? Or will I be abstract and build a creature to hold the unforgiveness… OR BOTH?? Metaphorically create this creature to represent the thing I do not forgive.

I don’t want to write another poem about THE ASSAULT… it has become too much… a big heavy thing that I thought I killed but like the classic horror killers beginning in the 80s and 90s, it just KEEPS. COMING. BACK. This subject keeps shuffle dragging it’s way back into all the prompts for me. I suppose the fact that The Outlast Project is about healing from the wounds of assault that this is just a part of this process. It’s like without having any actual contact with Rachel or going to one of the shows (yet), I am going through this process by proxy.

So let me build the creature and the place…

Its eyes are dull and barely reflect the low lights that shine in the darkness of the night that surrounds it… the skin is grayish brown and slick and has a dim sheen to it, not a shine though, only a subtle sheen… It is short compared to me but thick and bulky… a wide roundish head to hold the big dull eyes… no hair anywere to speak of… not that can be seen anyway… the wide slit mouth cuts across its face like a bad clay sculpture… small nostrils are set close together in the center just above the slightly protruding slit lips… it is dull, so dull, almost unaware of its own existence… it has no voice only a scratchy croakish bark-like sound…

the whole world here is grayish brown like the creature… it is like a hazy fog of this brown mist… it is squishy suck step muck mud ground… there feel like there are plants here but I can’t see them… this is the world of the creature and I… our world

but there are supposed to be ghosts… so many ghosts for me in this series… I have a creature but what I really need are the wraiths that surround and fill it… AND they have to be PRAISED… I don’t know if I can PRAISE these ghosts…

The creatures breath is made of wraiths… when I look closer they dance and swim under its skin and in the eyes I first thought were so dull… they are white thin wisps of smoke… they are insubstantial… they are nearly nothing… multitudes and legions and yet so inconsequential…

but I must PRAISE THEM… I must find the good in the existence of these ghosts… I must find a way to say good things about the thing that I will never forgive… lets go back to real life for a minute… the assaut is not something I will ever forgive… how do I praise its ghosts???? I suppose the only praise I have is that in whatever harsh way, the experience has formed the me I am today and to be honest, I LOVE ME SOME ME! SO… HOW TO DO THIS???

These ghosts are points of light in the brown mist… They are reminders of every way that I died yet survived… examples of all the ways I have overcome…

SO the prompt says HEAVY ghosts… BUT… my ghosts are not heavy… they are nearly invisible most of the time… only in this series have they felt even remotely “heavy” and even then, not really… more an annoyance than a burden… I may take some creative license either with the theme of the prompt or with the weight of the ghosts… haven’t decided yet… so… yeah… working on the poem…


What is your process when you write? Is there anything that is your standard “go-to” method? Do you use prompts or just write from your own thoughts? I would love to hear your take on this in the comments!

Thanks for reading! ^_^

If you would like to read these poems I’m writing, I plan on doing the annual chapbook as a perfect bound book and all profits will be divided evenly between Rachel McKibbens’ Outlast Project and the local women’s shelter in my area.  If you would like to pre-order this book, you can do so for $15 via PayPal to and please be sure to include your shipping address. THANK YOU!


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