Conflict resolution - a poem written for The Dirty Thirty Challenge

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Your mouth was a black hole
nothing could satisfy it

I stuffed mine full of rags
so my answers
could not be swept out of me
stretched into little twisted creatures

they banged their fists for a bit
but they’ve gone to sleep now
knowing I know they are there

any astrophysicist will tell you
that you can’t fight with black holes
everything gets pulled in
nothing comes out alive

the thing to do
is recognise it from a distance
and fly in another direction.


I wrote this for day 3 of The Dirty Thirty Challenge, which gives a poetry prompt every day for the month of April. The day 3 prompt was conflict. There's an active community of people posting poems over there. Highly recommend.

You can check out it out here:

https://facebook.com/groups/thedirtythirty/


Photo credit: photo taken by me, painting by Gretchen Albright at Te Papa



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Great to see new content from you, Miri.

Please keep it up.

Your poem is sufficiently cryptic and gloomy for my liking too. More!

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I really enjoyed your poem. I liked the tone in general, but above all I was struck by the strength of the second stanza, the image of the mouth full of rags. !PIZZA

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It is good advice to avoid toxic relationships. I would also run away from blackholes.

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I guess I have missed out on this since I didn't know about this on time and its already late. Thanks for bringing this to our notice though..

everything gets pulled in
nothing comes out alive

This part pricked me.. I think its best to run in such situations...

Thanks for sharing

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No reason why you can't join in part way. I only dip in and out myself.

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Oh really!! I guess I will have to do something then.. Thanks for your response

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I believe that conflict is part of everyday life, but we must try to control our thoughts.

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