Fall from Grace

The sound of your voice
Lingers in my head
Your words carved in stone
Like a gravestone for the dead
Breath caught between
My lungs and throat
Leaving me speechless
With no sound to emote
Encircling me as you fire
your ammunition
Not yet triumphant
Until my dissolution
Vex until prey exhausted
Seeing the fear in my eyes
Continue your blasting
Ever a reason to chastise
Always the possibility
Your feelings would turn
Ultimately rejecting me
Like the proverbial worm
An irritation to your delicate self
My face no longer fits your picture
I’m not stroking your ego
Nor resembling your descriptor
Drowning my livelihood
In the sea of your discontent
Regarded as your property
Finding a way to circumvent

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Encircle

Dissolve

Vex

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  8 comments for “Fall from Grace

  1. August 16, 2018 at 7:12 pm

    Some powerful images!

    • Christine Bolton
      August 16, 2018 at 8:03 pm

      Thank you …. I try 😊

      • August 16, 2018 at 8:29 pm

        My pleasure and you do very well!

      • Christine Bolton
        August 16, 2018 at 10:00 pm

        Aww thanks! 😊

  2. August 16, 2018 at 11:13 pm

    I hesitated to press “like” because it somehow feels complicit with the oppressor.

    • Christine Bolton
      August 16, 2018 at 11:18 pm

      It at all! You were liking my writing 😊😂

      • August 17, 2018 at 12:46 am

        I definitely was. Your writing can be so powerfully descriptive!

  3. Christine Bolton
    August 17, 2018 at 9:12 pm

    Thanks Judy! 😊

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