The Messenger

The Messenger

I am Mercury
but I cannot
my feelings
to you
A communicator
talking to
a brick wall
I speak
and you hear
a foreign language
You are deaf
to my words
to my feelings
One more 
roll of your eyes
I cannot stand
When did you
stop listening?
When did you
stop remembering?
When did it
become okay
to disrespect me?
When did I become
such an irritant?
I am rendered
Frightened now
to use my words
fearing they
will be misconstrued
and weaponized
to fight against me
Don’t shoot the Messenger

Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

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  13 comments for “The Messenger

  1. March 21, 2020 at 1:44 pm

    I think it’s very hard not shooting the messanger… alas

    • Christine Bolton
      March 22, 2020 at 9:10 am

      Yes, we all seem to do that, don’t we?

  2. March 21, 2020 at 11:55 am

    I agree! Hope you are having a good weekend.

    • Christine Bolton
      March 22, 2020 at 9:05 am

      Thanks Grace. Yes! Hope you are too ☺️

  3. March 20, 2020 at 5:44 am

    Let the buyer beware of Mercury, and spare the messenger!

    • Christine Bolton
      March 20, 2020 at 9:20 am

      🙂 yes!

  4. March 20, 2020 at 1:54 am

    This is so well put, Christine. So often words are misconstrued.

    • Christine Bolton
      March 20, 2020 at 9:21 am

      Tell me about it!! ☺️😳

  5. March 20, 2020 at 1:47 am

    Interesting perspective at the end how the messenger’s words can be weaponized against the messenger.

    • Christine Bolton
      March 20, 2020 at 9:22 am

      Thank you Frank😊

  6. March 19, 2020 at 11:36 pm

    Perfectly explained Christine…. and never shoot the messenger….

    • Christine Bolton
      March 20, 2020 at 12:03 am

      Thanks Ivor. I wasn’t too happy with it but I’m happy you understood it 🙂👍

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