Bouquet of Barbed Wire
She wears her crown of brambles as if it were sackcloth and ashes A bouquet of barbed wire had been accepted and was now her brand The pain rests heavily in her heart Forgiveness for herself an impossibility For her dignity he had stolen Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing © Linda from Charmed Chaos is hosting Monday Quadrille at D'Verse Poets tonight. She has prompted us with the word Brambles A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words excluding the title Image by Marek Studzinski from Pixabay
Thanks Bill ☺️
Powerful! Enjoyed both reads. 🙂
kaykuala
Forgiveness for herself an impossibility
For her dignity he had stolen
The hurt must be overwhelming for one’s dignity to be compromised. Great lines Christine, like it!
Hank
Thanks Hank, I appreciate it. Sadly many women fall foul to false promises 😕
This is deeply evocative, Christine! 🍇💝
Thank you! I’m happy you liked it 😊
Oh my, deeply moving and sombre😌
Thanks Jude 🙂💕
Hopefully she will learn it’s HIS dignity that’s gone awry, hers is perfectly fine!
Oh I found you in the spam box 😕 Yes! I agree with you Beverly ☺️
I love ‘crown of brambles’ Christine.
Thanks Linda ☺️
Well done Christine.
Thanks Darnell! I appreciate it ☺️
Amazing poem. 44 words wow.
Thank you so much ☺️
“crown of brambles” and “bouquet of barbed wire” …such amazing imagery! 💞
Thank you dear Punam. You are so sweet ☺️💕
My pleasure, Christine. 😊💞
Beautiful poem!
Thanks Sadje ☺️
You’re welcome 😉
So beautiful and powerful. <3
Thank you Lucy 🥰
Beautiful, Christine 😎
Aww, thanks so much Jay ☺️