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 🙂
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..
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.
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.
You’re welcome 😉