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The Pied Pipers of Brightwood Street
I’m full of glee and desolation; I’m at once a contented child and a wretched orphan silently bewailing my fate
Until I’ve No Reason to Hide
Oh I was a hider, alright. I hid in Girl Scouts and religion, I hid in daydreams of a whole different life with an entirely different famil…
She
She’s the bag lady in several layers of clothing, toothless and greasy-haired, pushing her shopping cart like a silent wraith along t…
Identity Theft
It’s nothing new–it’s been going on longer than any of us have been alive. All it takes is an inappropriate touch here, a lascivious look t…
If
If God were to smile upon me as in the days of old / If he gentled my step and blessed me / with soft spoken reassurances of love— / …
I Refused to Be Grafted
Our grafted dogwood tree was pretty in an odd sort of way— though didn’t it just figure that we would be the only ones in our n…
Soldiering On
I must take the next step in front of me, and the one after that, because I’m a soldier fighting for my soul’s freedom.
The Challenge of Ordinary Days
What did the warriors of old do with themselves when there were no more wars to be fought, or they were simply too old for the fight and hu…
Holocaust
We fell ungracefully, for there is no beauty in violence; / we fell against tables and chairs / banged our heads or tried to protect them w…
You on Me
For only in death will I truly be free / from harboring the shame of your man’s body / on child-sized me.
Wedding Day
On our drive to the courthouse we witnessed / an elderly man wobble on his old-fashioned bike / near the ditch, where weeds brushed against…
The Many Faces of Courage
Where did I get the courage to stand up to these bullies? Sure, it was only pretended courage—but they didn’t know that
Tender Mercies
What did I think of God, now that He’d done the unthinkable and asked of me this hard thing at which I was certain to fail?
New Cotton Frocks
What can it mean to be the recipient of such a windfall, when overnight I’ve suffered tremendous losses?
Some Day
Some day I’m going to realize with surprise that I’ve reached a place in my life where I have something of value to offer my fe…
This is Not About Me
I wonder too what would have been the outcome if she’d come home with me some day and let me be her friend.
The Insides of Things
My soul, it seemed, craved creaky doors and broken pottery. I needed to feast my eyes on warped closet doors and curtains limp and faded wi…
Back When I Was a Grownup Kid
I don’t want him to love me differently. What I want is for him to love me like a sitcom father, lovingly tucking me in at night as h…
Princess Charming
I am my own Knight-in-Shining-Armor, my own Prince(ss) Charming.
Marriage Bed
At night you sneak in and plunder me / bold as any thief under cover of darkness. / You wrap my top sheet around my body mummy like / and c…
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