Gnarly

Gnarly

Like a belligerent badger

Or a dog with a bone

Angry at the world

You build your wall of stone

Standing at the back door

When gifts were handed out

Temper was the one you received

Learning to scream and shout

 

Driving people away

who just want to be kind

They rarely stay long

In fear of your mind

It is sad to know

you’ll end up a lonely old man

No one will want you

They run away as fast as they can

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

 

Photo by Donald Teel on Unsplash

Word Prompts:

Belligerent

Driver

Build

Gift

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  22 comments for “Gnarly

  1. December 8, 2018 at 2:04 am

    A very good poem. Yes our inner anger drives the ones we love, away.

    • Christine Bolton
      December 8, 2018 at 7:43 am

      Thanks! So true Sadje.

      • December 8, 2018 at 7:48 am

        🙏👍

  2. December 8, 2018 at 2:35 am

    hey I didn’t know you knew Brutus … where did you get his photo?

    • Christine Bolton
      December 8, 2018 at 7:45 am

      Lol! Maybe we all know Brutus 🙂

      • December 8, 2018 at 10:17 am
      • Christine Bolton
        December 8, 2018 at 11:44 am

        Oh you were serious! I had no idea. There is a guy out there just like that! Brutus sounds a little sweeter though 🙂
        I just used the prompts and came up with the poem. The photo was on Unsplash.

      • December 8, 2018 at 4:42 pm

        lol will pass this link onto him, he will hopefully see the humour … but the resemblance is uncanny 🙂

      • Christine Bolton
        December 8, 2018 at 4:51 pm

        Yes! What a coincidence! 🙂

      • December 8, 2018 at 4:52 pm

        he will see the humour!

      • Christine Bolton
        December 8, 2018 at 5:02 pm

        🤣 Hope so!

      • December 8, 2018 at 5:05 pm

        lol we will soon know, sent him the link 🙂

  3. December 8, 2018 at 10:01 am

    Great write, Christine!

    • Christine Bolton
      December 9, 2018 at 10:10 am

      Thank you my dear friend 🙂💕

  4. December 8, 2018 at 6:11 pm

    this was my father – I told him if Mom died first, he’d be a lonely man. He died first, thank goodness for all.

    • Christine Bolton
      December 8, 2018 at 7:54 pm

      Yes that must have been a blessing. I know someone like this – a woman 😐

      • December 9, 2018 at 10:18 am

        Yes. My mom is a sweetie. We often say how lucky we are that she hung on.

      • Christine Bolton
        December 9, 2018 at 11:42 am

        I’m happy for you. 🙂 moms are special

      • December 9, 2018 at 6:27 pm

        Thanks

  5. December 10, 2018 at 3:16 pm

    A sad situation to be sure, beautifully penned!!!
    xoxoxo

    • Christine Bolton
      December 10, 2018 at 3:21 pm

      Thanks so much 🙂💕

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