Train of Thought
Your words live
in my thoughts
Sometimes they delight
and are invited to stay
Other times they wound
and I show them the door
They feed my heart
Nourish my soul
become my words
back to you
When words harm
they linger in my head
a bruised spirit
And I cannot
speak to you
Instead I write
that spew forth
from my body
So you might understand
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
in Response to Reena’s Exploration Challenge #153
Image by Irina Gromovataya from Pixabay
Loving the thought and narrative captured in this! <3
Thank you Jaya ☺️💕
But do they understand? Most times, I’ve found they are read but don’t land how we had hoped they would. Well-written, Christine! 🙂
Yes, that last line was wishful thinking 🤔. You’re right Susi, they don’t always land where we had hoped. 😐
Yes, it sometimes necessitates multiple readings. Or they just don’t have a soul!
Sad isn’t it Susi?
Beyond sad, pathetic sometimes.
The sentiment of this piece is the exact reason why I started writing , It was the only way I could find to exorcise the emotional demons , people find catharsis in many ways writing was mine .
Yes Andy. I remember that. Writing has helped many of us who share their work here. I hope you are doing well ☺️
You show words as connectors so beautifully. It may not be so easy to show them the door though. Whatever we love or hate intensely stays somewhere in the subconscious.
Thank you. Yes fortunately or unfortunately it does stay with us. I loved this prompt Reena ☺️
Glad you liked it 🙂
Thank you Luisa! So nice to hear from you 🥰
Amazing piece. Words once uttered, can never be taken back. We have to rein in our words and let them remain as thoughts in us.
Thank you so much ☺️
Beautifully written, and so appropriate to someone who survived domestic violece.
Thanks Regina. I always like to promote writing out thoughts good and bad. It is so therapeutic and has helped me most of my life 🙂💕