
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
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts:
Oath
Detrimental
Corpulent
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Well done! 😁
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Thank you Kevin! 🙂
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You are so good at this.
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Thank you for the lovely compliment! 🙂 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 💕
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Thank you
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Five words. He is not that powerful.
lovely writing oft means miserable living 😉
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Thank you so much . Yes you’re right, I have been there
As have many others. 😢
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A very powerfully worded piece Christine
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Thank you so much Ivor 🙂I hope you are doing better and you had a nice Christmas 💕
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Christmas was good, but now I’m very tired. Trying to do some blogging, already running out of puff 😁😉
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Take it easy my friend and don’t overdo it. I want read lots of stuff on your blog 🙂💕Warm wishes and a Happy and Healthy New Year to you.
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Thank you ❤️ Christine, and merry New Year to you.
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I like how in the black and bleak – the resolve shines a glimmer of hope, powerful
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Thanks Paul. Yes, without that, there is nothing. 🙂
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This is powerful, Christine!💞
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Thank you dear Punam 💕🙂
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My pleasure! 😊💞
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Powerful poem…esp the lead in to the final 2 stanzas.
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Thank you so much! I really appreciate your feedback 🙂
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You’re most welcome!
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You have the ability to write powerfully, while never losing a trace of beauty.
Not many of us can keep that fine tuned balance.
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Oh gosh, thank you so much! I am quite humbled by your comment 😌 It means a lot to me.
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My pleaaure. I always struggle with tone and finding balance. I see it comes easy to you.
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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 🙂
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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
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Wow! That’s amazing! No wonder you struggle 🙃
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Lol
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Such a despairing poem but beautifully written, Christine.
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Thank you so much 🙂
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