TWENTY TWENTY FIVE
by Marie Elena

Twenty Twenty Five
My year’s focus word
is listen. I chose it, not
knowing what’s to come.
The last twenty days,
I see myself shouting on
social media.
The need to be heard
in daunting times is real, but
shouting gets tuned out,
so is left unheard.
And yet, the need is still there.
I can’t help but shout.
The last twenty days,
my listening turned to an
Intense need to scream.
I don’t scream outdoors
out of respect and care for
all of my neighbors.
I don’t scream indoors
for fear of terrifying
my loving husband.
I scream inside me,
silently, lest I drown out
my God’s still, small voice.
© Marie Elena Good, 2025
Heard!
This is a great graphic for lead into your words, Marie Elena.
They say it is healthy to express oneself. Well done.
P.S. Think I reached my “Shout” threshold yesterday when I posted my poem.🙃
Bless your heart, dear neighbour. ❤ !!!
I was taught not to raise my voice. Nice girls didn’t do that. It took decades to unlearn that.
Thank you for your poem, Marie.
I don’t know what generation you are from, but I suspect we are the same.
I suspect you’re right. I don’t know if that same message is given to girls now.