She walked in the shadows
Moving up and down 
In, out and through
the throngs of passers by
Wearing her blue gown
Searching day after day
for that one
She would know him
When she saw him
This time he would not run
Adamant she would find him
Her method was all she knew
Repeat, repeat, all things repeat
This was no chore to her
Even if she had a slanted view
Her power was in determination
Finding her slayer was paramount
All she could hope for
was a sighting
For closure this was tantamount
To look him in the eye
For his deadly sins, be culpable
That retribution be hers
and he would know
She was indestructible 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Sue Vincent's Thursday Photo Prompt - Imgination - Write/Photo

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He Says, She Says – A Sonnet

He Says, She Says – A Sonnet

’Tis the shard of glass you wield
That will slice into my dignity
Cutting me where flesh does not yield
Whenever you have the opportunity
I may have wronged you in the past
But sir, it was not intentional
Onerous aspersions I did not cast
Although my actions unconventional 
I provided you with an inch of suggestion
And you expropriated a mile of my generosity
A proposal in the form of a rhetorical question
Does not qualify you for any reciprocity
I say I love you, you say you love me more
We do not agree, and so we argue until evermore
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

In response to D'Verse Poets Meeting at the Bar
Enjambment in Sonnets, Hosted by Jilly

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Remember that magical evening
We were guided to the elephants
and fed them sugar cane
Walking in mystery and through
the darkness in anticipation
Our curiosity did not wane
We followed our guide to the clearing
as the fantasy continued
and we feasted on epicurean delights
Music played teasing our emotions
Sights and sounds touching every sense
It was a most seductive night
They brought us lanterns  
to release into the sky
each one carrying a desire
A wish and hope
for good things to come
As they soared higher and higher
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Hélène Vaillant's Photo Prompt - What do you See?

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One Liner Wednesday

Good morning!

Another week has flown by and it’s time for Linda G Hill’s One Liner Wednesday. This old cartoon is definitely good for a laugh!

Just a reminder that Wednesday will always be Hump Day. Here is that funny Geico Insurance ad featuring the camel. I laugh every time I see it!

Have a great Wednesday!

Darkest Before The Dawn

Darkest Before The Dawn

A collection of challenges
Strewn on my pathway
Testing and trying
my resilience
Another dawn, another day
Just when my heart
Could take no more darkness
A sliver of light peeks
through the crack
and lifts me from the starkness
The cloud’s silver lining
reassuring in the moment of fear
Proof that life is ever changing
Decay and devastation
Do not always cohere
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©




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Change – Quadrille


A change is as good as a rest 
and the Leopard can’t change his spots 
A change in the weather 
is like changing your socks 
You can change your tune 
and change your mind 
Now isn’t that strange 
The only thing inevitable
is change 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

D'verse Poets Pub - Hosted by WhisyGizmo - Quadrille on Change
A quadrille is a poem of 44 words exactly, excluding the title

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