In Knots
Trying to untie
the macramé
of my thoughts
Knotted every
which way
Tightly bound
and resistant
to my attempts
All I can do is hope
for a fray
The more
I struggle
the more it stings
Words no longer
coherent
A jumbled mind
looking for release
from this
cloud covering
obscurant
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Prompts
Sting
Coherent
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How true, Christine!💞
Thank you Punam 🙂💕
You are welcome, dear!
just love the analogies you have created here, the part about the fray really fascinates me
THank you Gina. We do feel like that sometimes don’t we? 🙂💕
yes we do and the thinness can really be so stretched, such a touching write Christine
Thank you again my dear Gina 🙂💕
This is so right and well written
Thank you so much 🙂💕
You’re welcome 😊
I love this piece.
Thank you Shawna! 🙂
Loved this Christine especially the fray analogy. I’m doing a unit at uni Creative Writing: Structures and Forms and we covered a topic on poetry which was good to remind me why we need poetry in our lives.