Month: July 2018

Moon and the Sun

The moon struggled to rise
One night, as the sun
Gasped towards the sea
Leaving the day undone

The earth overheated
From disregard and denial
Left us breathless this night
Waiting for the moon’s arrival

An arrangement was needed
To placate the moon
A possibility of compromise
But communication inopportune

With neither ever meeting
At anytime in the sky
An intermediary is required
Our actions yet another black eye

We are the conduits
For continual balance of the Earth
We must care for it with love
It is suffering from a dearth

Losing precious inventory
With ignorant decisions
Responsibility disregarded
Leading to ultimate derision

Shooting ourselves in the foot
Leaving a permanent disability
With nothing for our children to inherit
Except the irreversibility

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Daily Prompts:

Moon

Possibility

Placate

Arrangement

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Dreamer

The beautiful dreamer
Sat on the cold floor
Head in her hands
Still feeling that slam of the door

As she tried to salvage
The remains of her dignity
She recalled the interaction
And his lack of humanity

Her offering of love
He had dramatically rejected
Laughing at her attempts
Leaving it unrequited

His bourgeois ideology 
Was to her disparaging
Mocking her heritage 
Was hurtfully demeaning

Superior was his attitude
Talking down to her
From his moral high ground 
He was no better than a poseur

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Dreamer

Salvage

Unrequited

Ideology

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Sky

The flaming sky at the end of day
Brazen colors like molten lava
Streaking across the canvas
The sun a bursting yellow-pink guava

The breeze refreshing the body
The heat of the day a lingering memory
Twilight closing in, cooling the sand
Under bare feet, a feeling sensory

Calm sea turning silver grey
From the sky’s purple haze
The evening moon still light and pale
With the last of the suns rays

Shadows slowly disappearing
Sails silhouetted against the sky
Birds now quiet from a day of fishing
Footprints in the sand to identify

Sea grasses blowing in the breeze
Fragrant blossoms scenting the air
Laughter travels in the distance
A romantic time to share

Inviting shallow waters
Lure the fortunate with sensitivity
Sand dollars and shells to be found
Beauty in its simplicity

The moon now full in the cycle
With its silvery iridescence
Lighting the cloudless night sky
The day ends with evanescence

Christine Bolton

Word Prompts:

Sensitivity

Shallow

Fortunate

Travel

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Immorality

The politics of yet another day
Causing a stir amongst the masses
Spirited conversations ignite
One voice louder than the next
A proverbial battle of the classes

A line is drawn in the sand
That no one dares to cross
You fear for your life
Silence might be best
Your beliefs your albatross

Tantamount to a civil car
The rebellious versus the righteous
Neither side knows what they don’t know
A verbal conflict louder and longer
The winner being the most pious

Blind faith of the minority
And an archaic amendment
Gifted us with what we have today
Fractured here and broken there
Drowning us in a pool of resentment

Knocking down our allies
With scornful and outrageous demands
When the anti truth becomes your facts
You are making enemies of your people
Whose dilemmas you will never understand

An association doomed for failure
A reflection on our society’s blindness
The moral compass conveniently cast aside
In favor of the inflated ego
Observing the decline of social responsibility
Where self-serving trumps kindness

Those paying homage to the narcissistic god
From his shirttails they will unhitch
When their stipend shows no relief
Their sum of all fears will be balanced
By Karma who will prove to be a Bitch

Christine Bolton

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Word Prompts:

Association

Reflection

Anti

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