Month: July 2018

Puzzle

Here’s the jig
There’s the saw
Another puzzle to explore

Outsides first
Fill in the middle
A 3D riddle

There’s a corner piece
Some sky over there
Easier when you share

Bridge coming together
Few pieces remain
We’re finished now let’s do it again

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Quadrille Prompt word Puzzle D-Verse Poets Pub – 44 word maximum poem

Glass

My glass half full, yours is half empty

Allowing room for more negativity

Mine is always a sunny disposition

Going against your doomsday expedition

I want to fly high with wind beneath my wings

You would rather be grounded and do other things

Differences can be healthy and normal

In our case, not so much, our conflicts have been awful

We are not twins and our interests are varied

Sometimes our interactions can be quite frenzied

Your intentions not always distinct

However your actions are succinct

There is no deadline for a resolution

Our relationship always has a stay of execution

Yet somehow we have made it work

You know you are not really a jerk

I just say that from time to time

When I think we have come off the line

We always find our way back to the center

Neither one of us is a dissenter

With your fingers on my pulse

My being you could easily convulse

You have always been my confidant

There is no one else I would rather want

Exchanging our sugarcoated sound bites

Loving each other into the night

I suggest, that as tomorrow is another day

We should just throw your glass away

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

 

Words Prompts:

Pulse

Confidant

Deadline

Succinct

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Quarry

Deceived by your eloquence
I was swept up by your pander
Your agenda was not initially known
When I realized your plan
You did not appreciate my candor

Angered by my directness
You were no longer comfortable
Your swagger became limp
Seeing my chance to escape
I was no longer vulnerable

Escaping from your clutches
Your words were accusatory
There was anger in your eyes
Your goal would not be achieved
I would never be your quarry

Struggling to stay upright
Clawing my way through trees
Knowing the predator was on my heels
My breathing became labored
As I battled to be free

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Daily Prompts:

Quarry

Eloquence

Candor

Comfortable

 

Sweet Lullaby

Sweet lullaby

I sing to you

To scare away the demons

Who whisper

When no one hears

With no rhyme or reason

Hush baby

Unknown and invisible

Those monsters in your head

Will never get to you

While I am here

Fearing where to tread

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

 

Lullaby

Unknown

Whisper

 

Song Lyrics Sunday – Positively Dylan

I love today’s prompt for Song Lyric Sunday . As soon as I saw it was “Street” the first song that jumped into my mind was Positively 4th Street, by Bob Dylan. He recorded it on July 29, 1965.

Dylan wrote great poetry and this song represents some of his best. The last four lines are my favorites:

Yes, I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes
You’d know what a drag it is to see you
I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes
And just for that one moment I could be you

Let’s celebrate our own 2017 Nobel Prize Winner for Literature with Positively 4th Street.

LYRICS
Positively 4th Street by Bob Dylan
You’ve got a lotta nerve to say you are my friend
When I was down you just stood there grinnin’
You’ve got a lotta nerve to say you got a helping hand to lend
You just want to be on the side that’s winnin’
You say I let you down, ya know its not like that
If you’re so hurt, why then don’t you show it?
You say you’ve lost your faith, but that’s not where its at
You have no faith to lose, and ya know it
I know the reason, that you talked behind my back
I used to be among the crowd you’re in with
Do you take me for such a fool, to think I’d make contact
With the one who tries to hide what he don’t know to begin with?
You see me on the street, you always act surprised
You say “how are you?”, “good luck”, but ya don’t mean it
When you know as well as me, you’d rather see me paralyzed
Why don’t you just come out once and scream it
No, I do not feel that good when I see the heartbreaks you embrace
If I was a master thief perhaps I’d rob them
And tho I know you’re dissatisfied with your position and your place
Don’t you understand, its not my problem?
I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes
And just for that one moment I could be you
Yes, I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes
You’d know what a drag it is to see you

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Eyes Wide Open – Week Three

It was a hot week slowing down my running to a jog and some days mostly a walk.  So I didn’t burn as many calories but the sights captured on my iPhone more than made up for it.  One day was spent at the local Jungle Gardens.  It is a small park but they have a wonderful flock of flamingos that usually surround you begging for food.  As it was their breeding season they were completely disinterested in us.  I hope you enjoy these things I share with you when I open my eyes to my surroundings.  Nature is just beautiful.  Enjoy your Saturday!

Sunset through a sculpture

I captured the sunset through a sculpture on the bay

Flamingos and Ibis

It was breeding season for the Flamingos so they were not interested in any feeding attempts.  Two Ibis looking on.

Flamingo

Banyan Trees

Magnificent Banyan Trees in the neighborhood

Bridal Bouquet plant

This is Bridal Bouquet, part of the plumeria family.  Fortunately it does not shed it leaves like a plumeria so it stays lush all year round.  I had this growing at the front of my house but someone flattened it with a bike, i guess.  I rescued what I could salvage and have potted it, nursing it back to health.

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

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