
Senryu My emotions raw And my heart feels battered, bruised Will it ever heal? Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Senryu My emotions raw And my heart feels battered, bruised Will it ever heal? Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Ever changing circle of life and love Growing and evolving with respect and honor Giving and receiving Supporting and leaning Loving and hating Sometimes crashing and burning with resentment and bitterness Futile arguments Begrudging compromise Sending each other in different directions Searching for emotional life rafts A place to breathe and heal from stinging words of anger hurled without thought More harshly spoken than truth in their meaning Uneven edges of a puzzle trying to fit any which way Sharp corners slicing softness leaving bloody lesions Healing but scarring Forever reminders of imperfections on each side of the equation A never-ending challenge Learning to live and love as one Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing © Word Prompts Futile - Word of the Day Begrudge - FOWC
I kept quiet for so long checking my tongue and making silent screams Secretly hoarding thoughts into my own private stash Fatigued by the roller coaster of emotions that I navigate each day by just being the other half of you Some are better than others but mostly I am dragged behind hanging on for dear life My reserve worn thin and my emotions tangled in knots The only escape is imagining that cathartic moment when I finally release Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing © Word Prompts Cathartic - Word of the Day Fatigue - RDP Stash - FOWC Image by Dietmar Wiedemann from Pixabay
Once upon my being
I wished my life be freeing
From the ties that bind
Happiness held in escrow
Lost in someone’s shadow
Living a life so unkind
On the outside looking in
All you see is a shiny ring
Promises eventually shattered
Emotions begin ricocheting
and tempers escalating
A marriage becomes tattered
What was once excitement
Is sadly no longer vibrant
A relationship ugly and spiteful
Each partner throwing shade
Decisions need to be made
Whose testament is rightful
The battle exhausting
Divorce unrewarding
I carry myself with grace
Hope has diminished
My journey unfinished
I disappear without a trace
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts:
OctPoWriMo – Poem a Day #15 – If I were me
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Trigger
There is a trigger
I unknowingly squeeze
Time after time
I’m blindsided
God help me please
Not recognizing
All the warning signs
I stumble blindly
On your mood this day
Failing to read between the lines
On reflection
It was there to see
In plain sight
Why did I not know?
So foolish of me
Clear indications
Of your displeasure
Slowly building
Gaining strength
Difficult to measure
I had opportunities
To notice the clues
But once more I failed
Blind to the fact
You would soon accuse
The last interaction
Was highly explosive
We are struggling
To find our way back
From a place so corrosive
More than a squabble
It was a full-blown fight
Once more we jump
On the merry-go-round
Too eager to incite
I don’t know how
To keep us afloat
I navigate your angst
Running on to the rocks
And capsizing the boat
Until we find common ground
And begin the repair
There is no hope for us
We will surely drown
In our mutual despair
Christine Bolton
Daily Word Challenge: Squabble