no experience fighting
speaking my words
changing your mind
I throw black tar at you
hoping it sticks
until it does
vomiting old wounds
without my mask
there’s nothing left
but burning guts
destruction looks ugly
and so do I
you run from me
now a villainous fool
as I cover myself
folding up again
swallowing my poison
with a glass of wine
Bridgette Tales 
Ooh, very powerful and vivid verses, Bridgette ❤ Can feel the simmering anger – great work!
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Thank you. I’m not comfortable with anger and in this situation I really made a mess of things, but what I’m learning is that true depth requires us to be able to examine parts of ourself we don’t like. Anger is anger—not right or wrong. The better question is how to handle it better next time. This is a start of more healing.
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Absolutely – very wise reminder ❤
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I agree, Bridgette, recognising and analysing our inner challenges helps us to grow.
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I get a sense of anger and frustration reading this. 🧐
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Yep. I am not good at anger. I swallow it up and try hard to never let it out, but I did and it did not go well. Trying to learn from this. It’s hard.
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Anger is a tough emotion to deal with, I wish we could turn it off like a light. Holding it in is not good for you. 😒
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I completely understand the sentiments embodied here.
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Thanks, Michael. It’s been a rough few weeks.
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I’m sorry you have to deal with whatever you’re dealing with. Keep on keeping on. 💙
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Sounds like a daily experience – these days. Wish I could turn it all off…
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Anger sure is hard to express in a healthy way.
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Your approach is healthy, although, I think sometimes we need to get out of our soft, cushy comfort zones. It adds emphasis to our lives.
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le pullet ces moi
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Bridgette. This poem is a bit darker than your normal poem. I feel that the villainous fool is frightened and their only form of defence is to throw the tar, the poison take to me is pride, which we all have to swallow now and then. another insight of your world in words 🤗☺️ enjoy your weekend
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You are very wise in what you see here. Yes, pride definitely plays a part in this story. I don’t like being cast a villain even when I am one. It’s a hard role to take on and yet I have to learn how to be better at dealing with anger in a healthy way.
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I think you need some kindness {{{HUGS}}} 💖
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Robert, that may be true. I’ll take the hug. Thank you.
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Beautiful poem written you. Sounded indeed words use in poem…
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Thank you 🙂
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Welcome!
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Sounds like a rough eruption, Bridgette…like a carbonated drink shook until it explodes. Powerful writing! 💞
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That is exactly it, Dawn. I still haven’t spoken to this friend and I don’t know if our friendship can be healed. It was real rough.
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Wow! this is strong !I really like it; that powerful, almost transgressive image of ‘throwing black tar’ at someone —
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Thank you so much, John. You can probably tell I’m working through anger in a new way. Perhaps this happens as we get older and stop holding back. I don’t yet know.
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I think its brilliant; yes, I’m coming out of my shell; I,m tired of holding back; we should all break out once in a while; when Sylvia Plath went on a rampage, her husband — I forget his name — said, “so that’s the stuff you’re keeping out of your poems”
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Oh, that’s powerful John! Yes, I’ve been holding back for so long. It’s exhausting.
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You’ve described a toxic relationship very well. I guess there’s only a limit one can take before pushing back. But the guilt that follows is so difficult to beat. It’s because the person has been put down so much that any action they take against the abuser makes them feel ugly inside. A glass of wine works though. Very powerful.
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I’m glad you found it powerful. Thank you for such a thoughtful comment.
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Now there’s a good one! Sorry it took me so long to catch up to it. I like it because I can follow your intent and appreciate the poetic word choice and arrangement. A dual win for me, thanks to you!
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I’m so glad you like it! Thank you so much.
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