Unspoken
A warrior in her own marriage guarded and alert at all times Never knowing when the serpent would commit conjugal crimes Wondering how she arrived here he’d pulled the wool over her eyes Ludicrous that this could happen and no one there to hear her cries The more forceful his voice the less she would protest Succumbing to his superiority living a life oppressed Her words left unspoken as if language was banned a prisoner in her own body much more than she could stand Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing © Poem written for today's word prompts and not indicative of my own life 🙂 Prompts Ludicrous - Word of the Day Warrior - FOWC Ban - RDP Photo by Thibault Debaene on Unsplash
Very well written Christine
Thank you my dear Jude 🙂
A great divine poetry with so much emotion in it . It’s a great..
A request
I have recently started my blog where I write short poem. It would be great if u can take out time and give it a try.
~regards
I did check out your blog. I like your poem In the End 🙂
Such a realistic view of conjugal abuse. Christine, so well written.
Thank you Punam. I appreciate it 🙂
You are welcome.
It might not be indicative of your life, but you captured the essence of an abused woman.
Thanks Jane. I should perhaps add the word ‘now’ after my statement. I have been in a similar situation in my life and I have great empathy for those that suffer in such relationships 😢
Hard hitting poem.
Thanks ☺️
You’re welcome 😉