Tag: broken

Blog, Pain/Sadness

Broken in Pieces

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Broken in Pieces

When there was no hope in your world
I was there for you
When your heart ached
I soothed your pain
When you needed me the most
I let you lean on me
When you saw no future
I painted you a new one
When others hurt you 
I consoled you
When you felt like there was no tomorrow
I cried with you
When you felt lost and sad
I comforted you
When you needed to remember
I made a note for you
When you were hungry
I nourished you
When lost in your own darkness
I would shine a light for you

I am your support, your crutch
Your everything
But making you whole
Has broken me in pieces


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All Rights Reserved

Word Prompts

Shine - RDP
Make a Note - Stream of Consciousness
Blog, Pain/Sadness, Poem of the Month

Broken – Poem of the Month – May 2022

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Broken

Broken like the wing
of an injured bird
Broken is the silence
of words never heard

Broken like branches of a tree
slowly bent and withered
Crippled by the performance
You so cruelly delivered

Feeling shattered and
broken in a thousand parts
It is the sliver of glass
that is optimism in my heart

A heart left in pieces
after you rendered your speech
You have exited my world
and you are now out of reach

I struggle to sweep away
the fragments of a dream
Scattered in explosion
A world of hope to redeem

Broken is my spirit
at the end of this line
Broken is this heart
You took what was mine


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All Rights Reserved


Sanaa is hosting Open Link Night at D'Verse Poets tonight.
I wrote this poem about four years ago.
Blog, Pain/Sadness

A Thousand Pieces

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A Thousand Pieces

First a crack
then a chip
until it is shattered
My body in pieces
of broken glass
left strewn and scattered
 
My heart was
sliced through like
butter on a heady night
Body now
Unrecognizable
Lifeless, with no more fight
 
This your punishment
You have
mastered your skill
In shock I am thrown
Bewildered and stunned
Left like roadkill
 
Abandoned to rot,
which is your desire,
as I am of no more use
Until you realize
what you have done
and you will call for a truce
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Prompts:

Broken - OctPoWriMo
Glass  - WotD
Heady - FOWC
Butter - RDP
Body - Go Dog Go Cafe 

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Blog, Pain/Sadness

Broken Promises

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Broken Promises

Following every word of love spoken
Savoring each syllable and sentence
Little did I know my heart would be broken
and you would show no repentance  
 
We lay in splendor of verdant grass
In the beauty of a pastoral idyll
My world to shatter like crystal glass
When in my head all things were bridal 
 
Believing all the things you said
I let you take from me what was priceless
Am I such a fool so easily led?
Yes, and I find myself voiceless 
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

84 words

In response to Sammi's Weekend Writing Prompt
Idyll - 84 Words
 
Verdant

Following

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Blog, Loss, Poem of the Month

End – Poem of the Month – January 2019

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End


Evening touches the last light
Before it covers in its darkness
My heart swathed in mourning threads
and face paralyzed in hardness
 
In the end they say it is black
This must surely be where I am
The birds do not sing
nor do I hear the bleat of a lamb
 
I feel only numbness
Immobilized with no direction
Hearing your words echoing in my ears
and their cruel inflection
 
I am a broken woman
Laying in pieces at your feet
A heap of something that once was
Your destruction complete
 
Before others we plighted our troth
An oath to be faithful and true
Our love an ocean not stopping at the shore
If only we knew
 
Your demons buried deep inside
Were still alive and well
Once the lid was open
Only time would tell
 
They had festered in their morbid coffin
Poison slowly growing in wait
A corpulent beast ready to explode
Once you opened the gate
 
I am now frozen in time
Your love was detrimental to my being
I lay slowly dying from the toxins
Your final gift is freeing

 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Oath

Detrimental

Corpulent

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Blog, Quadrille

		
		
Unsafe Harbor – A Quadrille

		

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Unsafe Harbor


You promised to love me


and to protect me always


Through thick and thin


for the rest of our days


 


However you lied to me


and my heart was broken


I harbor no ill will toward you, but


another word will never be spoken


 


Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©


In response to D’verse Poets Monday Quadrille Challenge by Lillian –  Harbor


A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words (excluding the title)


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Blog, Love

		
		
Reunion

		

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Reunion


Like snowflakes falling

Silently in the night

I am unaware of the beauty

About to unfold in my sight


You stand in front of me

After a lifetime of years

Memories roaring back

Bringing with them tears


Separated as teenagers

Daddy with a shotgun

A baby on the way

Our parents come undone


You travel east

And I am sent west

Never meant to be

We were told it was for the best


You served our country

Our baby was adopted

Turning away from my family

It was never what I wanted


I left them all in the past

My spirit had been broken

Living a better life alone

Another word was never spoken


Here you are now

A ghost from before

A buried secret

We could never ignore


Your smile the same

It’s as if no time had passed

The lonely years forgotten

We are together at last


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Young

		

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Young


When we were young

We were in love and smitten

Every sound was a symphony

The world was smiling at us

Words of devotion written


When we were young

You were the most adorable

The one everybody wanted

But I claimed the prize

Everything became possible


When we were young

There was that September

Memories made

Words of love spoken

Do you remember?


When we were young

I was transported

To dizzying heights

A ring put on my finger

Vows purported


When we were young

Promises were forsaken

Reality resonated

A rose given with thorns

A heart left broken


Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©


Word Prompts:


Remember


Adorable


Symphony


Resonate


Transport


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