Oh, gosh. I hope some of this gets resolved. It sounds like way too much anger. Hope this never becomes someone’s normal.
These fragments are so sad. They fit nicely into the form. Well done.
Be well. I bless you. xoxo
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Christine Bolton
December 7, 2021 at 8:51 am
Thank you Selma. It is strange where the mind goes when filled with bombardments. Someone else’s anger should never tip our own but give us the strength to separate and observe. 😧
I am in the half-sleep insomniac bloom of zolpidem, but I like your work. I will return when I am once again razored out to write a ringing comment! ✌🏼❤️
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Christine Bolton
December 5, 2021 at 5:58 pm
You are so funny Rob! Do come visit anytime you feel like it. ☺️💕
This is so beautifully written, so much in so few words and so powerful.
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Christine Bolton
December 5, 2021 at 5:58 pm
Thank you so much Kate. I really appreciate it ☺️💕
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sanaarizvi
December 3, 2021 at 3:38 pm
Absolutely stellar writing here, Christine! I especially resonate with; “Wondering how much longer/This can go on before/Someone other than you snaps.”💝💝
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Christine Bolton
December 5, 2021 at 5:57 pm
Thank you Sanaa! I really appreciate that. I wrote about three different fragmented poems before I came up with this one. I’m happy you liked it☺️💕
I trust this is not too autobiographical, as there is a lot of suffering anger in these fragments – but perfectly fits the way moods bubble up and fade like fragments!
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Christine Bolton
December 3, 2021 at 1:28 pm
Yes that’s a perfect description Laura. Thanks! I enjoyed this prompt ☺️
Oh, gosh. I hope some of this gets resolved. It sounds like way too much anger. Hope this never becomes someone’s normal.
These fragments are so sad. They fit nicely into the form. Well done.
Be well. I bless you. xoxo
Thank you Selma. It is strange where the mind goes when filled with bombardments. Someone else’s anger should never tip our own but give us the strength to separate and observe. 😧
I love it, almost feels like you are breaking apart from your pent up anger.
Yes! You would be correct Bjorn ☺️ thank you very much.
I am in the half-sleep insomniac bloom of zolpidem, but I like your work. I will return when I am once again razored out to write a ringing comment! ✌🏼❤️
You are so funny Rob! Do come visit anytime you feel like it. ☺️💕
This is so beautifully written, so much in so few words and so powerful.
Thank you so much Kate. I really appreciate it ☺️💕
Absolutely stellar writing here, Christine! I especially resonate with; “Wondering how much longer/This can go on before/Someone other than you snaps.”💝💝
Thank you Sanaa! I really appreciate that. I wrote about three different fragmented poems before I came up with this one. I’m happy you liked it☺️💕
So much is being said between the lines. Nicely done, Christine.
Thanks Lisa. Were you taking a little break?
You’re welcome. I was on a month-long blogging break, yes 🙂
Oh good for you Lisa! I hope you feel refreshed and creative. I think I could do with a break too ☺️👍
Thanks Christine 🙂
Painful but well expressed.
Thank you Punam. I enjoyed this exercise ☺️💕
You are welcome, dear. ❤️
Sounds like a sad life… 🙁
It’s probably more common than we know. Thanks for stopping by ☺️💕
I trust this is not too autobiographical, as there is a lot of suffering anger in these fragments – but perfectly fits the way moods bubble up and fade like fragments!
Yes that’s a perfect description Laura. Thanks! I enjoyed this prompt ☺️
Real sadness reading your poem…very well done…
Thank you Ain ☺️
Very well written Christine.
Thank you Sadje 💕☺️
You’re welcome my friend