Watershed Moment

Watershed Moment

Wearing his anger
Drinking his madness
Slowly drowning
Clawing for breath
Disappearing into blackness
 
Baptism by fire
He had drawn her into his trap
Willingly she had gone
High on the ride
Then it hit her like a thunderclap 
 
Her life blood slowly drained
by his negativity
Escape was out of her grasp 
Until that watershed moment
When she saw possibility
 
Retrieving her life
Piece by piece
Taking a different path
No longer his concubine
It was her only release
 
She shed the last remnants
of the painful memory 
This one final action
Leaving her cleansed and shaken
Her spirit no longer in jeopardy
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

In response to D'Verse Poets Prompt - Using 'Shed' as a noun and a verb

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  38 comments for “Watershed Moment

  1. January 22, 2019 at 9:55 pm

    Immersive, brilliant verse

    • Christine Bolton
      January 22, 2019 at 10:00 pm

      Thanks Tony! I really appreciate it 🙂

  2. January 22, 2019 at 10:06 pm

    a very healing poem, Christine.💕

    • Christine Bolton
      January 22, 2019 at 10:17 pm

      Thank you my friend 💕🙂

  3. January 22, 2019 at 10:29 pm

    This is dark and threatening Christine, but it ends in light… well expressed.

    • Christine Bolton
      January 22, 2019 at 10:55 pm

      Thanks Rob. I love the light at the end of a tunnel 🙂

  4. January 22, 2019 at 11:07 pm

    I really enjoyed. I can relate as well. 🙂

    • Christine Bolton
      January 23, 2019 at 8:55 am

      Thanks Jay-Lyn Hope you have good day 🙂💕.

      • January 23, 2019 at 9:20 am

        Thank you. You as well. 🙂

  5. January 23, 2019 at 12:32 am

    Great poem. Love the strength of your lady!

    • Christine Bolton
      January 23, 2019 at 8:33 am

      Thanks Sadje. Yes she has to be strong or else she falls between the cracks 🤞🙂💕

      • January 23, 2019 at 8:34 am

        Love it. We, the women have to be strong.

      • Christine Bolton
        January 23, 2019 at 8:35 am

        Absolutely! Women will make the difference

  6. January 23, 2019 at 1:24 am

    Well done. So much strength.

    • Christine Bolton
      January 23, 2019 at 8:30 am

      Thank you Sascha 🙂

  7. January 23, 2019 at 3:18 am

    This is a dark poem, Christine, and I can feel the man’s anger and madness in the opening stanza. I like that you have not gone into detail about the ‘baptism by fire’ and left it to the imagination. Sadly, this type of man knows how to draw women into his trap. But I am so glad she had a watershed moment and there is always hope.

    • Christine Bolton
      January 23, 2019 at 8:29 am

      Thank you Kim. I really appreciate it. In the end there’s always hope and she was strong enough to stop the madness.

  8. January 23, 2019 at 9:07 am

    I like how you mix images of water and fire here, it creates a hellish sort of atmosphere.

    • Christine Bolton
      January 23, 2019 at 9:25 am

      Yes, those situations can be hell to those trapped in there. Thankfully she found her way out 🙂

      • January 23, 2019 at 9:43 am

        She was lucky 🙂

  9. January 23, 2019 at 11:29 am

    From a very dark place….climbing out with sheer will and determination to a place of light. I hate the happenings in the beginning but love the hope and the final watershed moment. Possibility……….change…………may we wish it for all who are in situations you describe.

    • Christine Bolton
      January 23, 2019 at 12:33 pm

      Thank you Lillian. I appreciate it very much. Yes, unfortunately, there are many out there in that situation. I hope they’ll find the strength to claw their way out. 😢

  10. January 23, 2019 at 12:19 pm

    Good take on this prompt. Brought back memories of my former marriage – took so many years to realize that life was draining out of me.

    • Christine Bolton
      January 23, 2019 at 3:48 pm

      Isn’t it amazing that we let people suck the life out of us, sometimes for years. I’m happy you got out of it. 😢

      • January 23, 2019 at 4:10 pm

        Yes, so am I.

  11. January 23, 2019 at 2:55 pm

    I’m very glad she got out of his grasp… being the second woman to a violent man is perhaps better than being the wife to that man.

    • Christine Bolton
      January 23, 2019 at 3:40 pm

      I guess you’re right about that one. Better odds! Thanks for reading 🙂

  12. January 23, 2019 at 3:58 pm

    Sometimes our own survival depends on shedding a really bad relationship. Well done!

    • Christine Bolton
      January 23, 2019 at 4:12 pm

      Thank you so much!! 🙂

  13. January 23, 2019 at 4:21 pm

    I like the idea of shedding the memory to cleanse the spirit.

    • Christine Bolton
      January 23, 2019 at 6:50 pm

      Thanks Frank! I’m happy you liked that 🙂

  14. January 23, 2019 at 4:21 pm

    My heart was pounding the further into your poem I read. Such a suspenseful weaving of story in these lines!

    • Christine Bolton
      January 23, 2019 at 6:45 pm

      Thanks Jade. I do tend to write poetry like a story. I’m glad you liked it 🙂

  15. January 23, 2019 at 8:45 pm

    Loved the way you ended it Christine! 🙂💞

    • Christine Bolton
      January 23, 2019 at 9:01 pm

      Thank you fo much Punam. I really appreciate it 🙂❤️

      • January 23, 2019 at 9:03 pm

        My pleasure always! 😊

  16. January 24, 2019 at 5:01 pm

    Retrieving pieces of your life, shedding the last remnants of memory… these are not easy things to do. What a lovely ending. 🙂

    • Christine Bolton
      January 24, 2019 at 7:36 pm

      Thank you so much Lindsay 🙂

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