Fragments of the Unhinged

Fragments of the Unhinged

No longer knowing
what is going on in your head
I question my own sanity

Poor schmuck on the phone
Just experienced baptism by fire
How dare he cold call you?

Busy work making lunch
Pretending I don’t hear
Silently praying for the poor soul

The nurse rolls her eyes
Mirroring mine
She understands

Maybe time to ask for medication 
Tomorrow it will likely be my turn 
To bear the brunt of your anger

Call the doctor later
When the coast is clear
Don’t forget, don’t make excuses

Wondering how much longer
This can go on before
Someone other than you snaps


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Laura Bloomsbury is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight and she has
prompted us with Fragmented Poetry.

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Take a Chance

Take a Chance

Sometimes you don’t see it coming
Busy spinning on the hamster wheel
because that’s what you do
Every day like the one before
doing the exact same thing
Addicted to the familiarity
The soothing balm of sameness
safe, predictable
Perfected over a long period of time
As if the instructions were printed
in your mind with indelible ink
Never to be forgotten
worthy of recognition
of reward
of acknowledgement
that never comes
And when you get the chance
to experience something 
New and different
Run towards it with arms wide open
There is no rear-view mirror


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All Rights Reserved

Lillian is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight and has prompted us with
the lyrics of Dancing Queen by ABBA.  We are to pick one line from
the song to use as a base for our poem.  I chose the line
"And when you get the chance"

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Crowning Glory – A Quadrille

Crowning Glory

The man who would be king
rules in his own limited mind
Throwing money to those
who will acquiesce to his demands
and laugh at his repetitive,
unfunny jokes
Responding positively
to his constant need
for admiration
Kissing the ring
of the self-crowned monarch


Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing
All Rights Reserved

De Jackson from Whimsy Gizmo is hosting Monday Quadrille at
D'Verse Poets and she has prompted us with the word Crown.

A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words excluding the title, and tonight
it must include the word 'crown'.

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