Voiceless When my wordsare suppressedand not permittedto be spokenI have been silenced They remain stuckdeep in my throatuntil I chokeand sputterMy voice unheard Who speaks for me?My wordsmust be heardWithout themI am nothing Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©De Jackson (aka Whimsy Gizmo) is hostingMonday Quadrille at D’Verse tonightTonights prompt is VoiceA Quadrille is a poem ofContinue reading “Voiceless – A Quadrille”