End – Poem of the Month – January 2019

End


Evening touches the last light
Before it covers in its darkness
My heart swathed in mourning threads
and face paralyzed in hardness
 
In the end they say it is black
This must surely be where I am
The birds do not sing
nor do I hear the bleat of a lamb
 
I feel only numbness
Immobilized with no direction
Hearing your words echoing in my ears
and their cruel inflection
 
I am a broken woman
Laying in pieces at your feet
A heap of something that once was
Your destruction complete
 
Before others we plighted our troth
An oath to be faithful and true
Our love an ocean not stopping at the shore
If only we knew
 
Your demons buried deep inside
Were still alive and well
Once the lid was open
Only time would tell
 
They had festered in their morbid coffin
Poison slowly growing in wait
A corpulent beast ready to explode
Once you opened the gate
 
I am now frozen in time
Your love was detrimental to my being
I lay slowly dying from the toxins
Your final gift is freeing

 
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  29 comments for “End – Poem of the Month – January 2019

  1. December 27, 2018 at 10:05 am

    Well done! 😁

    • Christine Bolton
      December 27, 2018 at 10:11 am

      Thank you Kevin! πŸ™‚

  2. December 27, 2018 at 10:48 am

    You are so good at this.

    • Christine Bolton
      December 27, 2018 at 11:44 am

      Thank you for the lovely compliment! πŸ™‚ I try…sometimes it comes together how I want it to, sometimes not. I just hope some can relate. Hope you had a nice Christmas and wishing you and your son, plus the pets, a Happy New Year πŸ’•

  3. December 27, 2018 at 3:48 pm

    Five words. He is not that powerful.
    lovely writing oft means miserable living πŸ˜‰

    • Christine Bolton
      December 27, 2018 at 3:54 pm

      Thank you so much . Yes you’re right, I have been there
      As have many others. 😒

  4. December 27, 2018 at 7:53 pm

    A very powerfully worded piece Christine

    • Christine Bolton
      December 27, 2018 at 10:12 pm

      Thank you so much Ivor πŸ™‚I hope you are doing better and you had a nice Christmas πŸ’•

      • December 27, 2018 at 10:21 pm

        Christmas was good, but now I’m very tired. Trying to do some blogging, already running out of puff πŸ˜πŸ˜‰

      • Christine Bolton
        December 27, 2018 at 10:23 pm

        Take it easy my friend and don’t overdo it. I want read lots of stuff on your blog πŸ™‚πŸ’•Warm wishes and a Happy and Healthy New Year to you.

      • December 27, 2018 at 10:26 pm

        Thank you ❀️ Christine, and merry New Year to you.

  5. December 28, 2018 at 1:29 am

    I like how in the black and bleak – the resolve shines a glimmer of hope, powerful

    • Christine Bolton
      December 28, 2018 at 8:00 am

      Thanks Paul. Yes, without that, there is nothing. πŸ™‚

  6. December 28, 2018 at 7:05 am

    This is powerful, Christine!πŸ’ž

    • Christine Bolton
      December 28, 2018 at 8:02 am

      Thank you dear Punam πŸ’•πŸ™‚

      • December 28, 2018 at 9:19 pm

        My pleasure! πŸ˜ŠπŸ’ž

  7. December 28, 2018 at 4:52 pm

    Powerful poem…esp the lead in to the final 2 stanzas.

    • Christine Bolton
      December 28, 2018 at 6:56 pm

      Thank you so much! I really appreciate your feedback πŸ™‚

      • December 28, 2018 at 6:59 pm

        You’re most welcome!

  8. January 24, 2019 at 3:46 pm

    You have the ability to write powerfully, while never losing a trace of beauty.
    Not many of us can keep that fine tuned balance.

    • Christine Bolton
      January 24, 2019 at 3:55 pm

      Oh gosh, thank you so much! I am quite humbled by your comment 😌 It means a lot to me.

      • January 24, 2019 at 3:58 pm

        My pleaaure. I always struggle with tone and finding balance. I see it comes easy to you.

      • Christine Bolton
        January 24, 2019 at 4:02 pm

        You are too kind! Sometimes I don’t even know where I’m going with a poem. I keep writing and writing and it goes nowhere. Then I have to put it away and come back to it and then it becomes something else! I guess that’s looking for balance. Thank you so much for reading πŸ™‚

      • January 24, 2019 at 4:10 pm

        Hey, I have never written a poem where the last two sentences weren’t written first. I write them completely backwards, so I struggle with balance.
        My pleasure

      • Christine Bolton
        January 24, 2019 at 7:40 pm

        Wow! That’s amazing! No wonder you struggle πŸ™ƒ

      • January 24, 2019 at 7:44 pm

        Lol

  9. January 27, 2019 at 3:54 pm

    Such a despairing poem but beautifully written, Christine.

  10. Christine Bolton
    January 29, 2019 at 11:17 pm

    Thank you so much πŸ™‚

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