No Voice
Listen to me please is all I ask Hear my words Let them resonate and you will learn about me For I have been forgotten My allusions unnoticed or disregarded Your guilt quickly and bombastically camouflaging the truth of what I say Silencing You spin it until unrecognizable You are now the victim and I the aggressor My precious words catch the fury of your ire and fall in ashes to the ground Unheard Unrecoverable Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing © Word Prompts: Precious - Word of the Day Allusions - RDP Bombastic - FOWC Lillian is hosting Open Link Nigh at D’Verse Poets Image by Efes Kitap from Pixabay
Fabulous!
Thanks Di. I appreciate it ☺️
Very good poem.
Thanks Sadje☺️
A pleasure 🙏
Ah, Christine! This is excellent! 💞
Thank you my dear Punam 🥰
Wonderful Christine 🙂
My favourite part
“My precious words
catch the fury of your ire
and fall in ashes
to the ground
Unheard
Unrecoverable”
Thank you so much Bushboy! I always appreciate your support 🥰
🙂 🙂
It is painful not being able to communicate with someone who is close.
Tell me! Thank you Frank 🙂
Sounds like a relationship that’s not so nice. . .
You’d be right!
Oh yes…..the spin that can be put on facts to turn them into something else…..the refusal to take any sense of accountability and thrust the blame or guilt on an “other” — LISTEN….yes. That is a great plea. Especially in this country to heed in November!
Yes indeed Lillian. You understand in more ways than one 🙂🥰🙏
We speak, we write, we holler and yet … we are at times unheard, and go unnoticed. This is an exceptionally strong write. The poem can be interpreted in more ways than one. 💝💝
Thank you so much. I really appreciate it 💕
It’s so chilling when someone can turn your words against you… too often this happens that the perpetrator manages to become the victim.
Yes, I think it has become an art form 😦