Month: October 2018

Shedding Skin

Shedding Skin

Once upon my being
I wished my life be freeing
From the ties that bind
Happiness held in escrow
Lost in someone’s shadow
Living a life so unkind

On the outside looking in
All you see is a shiny ring
Promises eventually shattered
Emotions begin ricocheting
and tempers escalating
A marriage becomes tattered

What was once excitement
Is sadly no longer vibrant
A relationship ugly and spiteful
Each partner throwing shade
Decisions need to be made
Whose testament is rightful

The battle exhausting
Divorce unrewarding
I carry myself with grace
Hope has diminished
My journey unfinished
I disappear without a trace

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Ring

Ricochet

Vibrant

Grace

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Song Lyric Sunday – Hide/Hiding

 

I was so sure Helen Vahdati’s Song Lyric Sunday prompt this week would be “Keep” as it would make sense.  If you’ve followed the theme you’ll know the last few weeks we’ve had Search and then Find, so it was obvious, right?  I’ve had this song in my head all week ready to share and this morning and I see her prompt is “Hide/Hiding” and not “Keep”.  Thank goodness “Hiding” is in the second line!  My second go to song was the most obvious – You’ve got to Hide Your Love Away by the Beatles, but I knew everyone would choose that one!

Hope you enjoy Steve Winwood, (Stevie in 1966 when he still a teenager) in the Spencer Davis Group.  I’ve always loved this song.

Enjoy your Sunday!

Keep On Running

Spencer Davis Group

Keep on running
Keep on hiding
One fine day I’m gonna be the one
To make you understand
Oh yeah
I’m gonna be your man

Keep on running
Running from my arms
One fine day I’m gonna be the one
To make you understand
Oh yeah
I’m gonna be your man

Hey hey hey
Everyone is talking about me
It makes me feels so bad
Hey hey hey
Everyone is laughing at me
It makes me feel so sad

So keep on running
Hey hey hey
All right
Hey hey hey…

Keep on running
Running from my arms
One fine day I’m gonna be the one
To make you understand
Oh yeah
I’m gonna be your man

Hey hey hey
Everyone is talking about me
It makes me feels so sad
Hey hey hey
Everyone is laughing at me
It makes me feel so bad

Keep on running
Running from my arms
One fine day I’m gonna be the one
To make you understand
Oh yeah
I’m gonna be your man

Make me feel so good
I wanna be your man
All right
Come on baby
I wanna be your man
You know you make feel so good
Hey hey hey…

Songwriters: JACKIE EDWARDS

Keep On Running lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

 

My Side of You

My side of you

One day, just once
I want you to be
on my side of you

Maybe then you
would understand
and have a clue

What it is like
to hear what you say
and feel what you do

To shield the arrows
of words that
always ensue

You would stand
in my shoes
and perhaps get a sense

of how I feel
when you get a laugh
at my expense

To come down
from your castle
in the air

Be at my level
just for a moment
and begin to care

Perhaps then
you would see
what is precious

Something to treasure
and protect
and not contentious

One day, just once
I want you to be
on my side of you

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Linda G Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Perfect

Fandango’s word of the day Castle

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Eyes Wide Open – Week #14

 

Good morning!

Here is another photo diary of my week. All photos taken on my iPhone. Maybe some of the photos will inspire your writing.

Have a great Saturday!

 

I ran into my new neighborhood friend George again!  He’s so cool

Pink Flamingos … it is Florida after all

Some mosaics on someone’s fence

This little Gecko jumped on the hood of my car when I left the

grocery store.  I drove slowly and he was still there when I got home.

He’s probably lost now!

Free Avocados!

Funny sight outside gun store. Do you think the angel is telling the child

not to buy one? The angel statue belongs to an antique store next door

Someone enjoying the weather on his jet-ski

Pressure

Pressure

The barometric pressure of the day
Is wreaking havoc in my mind
Confusion a familiar companion
On my journey of unpredictability

A feeling of hopelessness
Covering me in a dark shroud
Dragging me into its damp pit
of gloom and I go with docility

Clarity nowhere to be found
As I stumble on rocks of desperation
Blindly searching for reasons why
I am living a life of vulnerability

Spiraling downward out of control
Reaching for something to break my fall
Slipping and sliding all the way
Down into the declivity

My ascent from the chasm
Hindered by despondency
Hope cruelly mocking me
Wishing to drown exquisitely

In time the greyness of the sky pacifies
Pulling me slowly from the blackness
The accompanying wind pushing me up
So that I may breathe sanguinity

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Pacify

Damp

Mock

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Dry as a Bone

Dry as a Bone

Sun bleaching bones
to a brilliant white
Carcass long gone
In 120 degrees Fahrenheit

Separated from his herd
Some time ago
Never seeing them again
He headed to the oxbow

The stream had dried up
Nothing left to drink
Wandering aimlessly
He had to think

Planetary conditions harsh
His skin burning
Heat games in his mind
became more disturbing

His hide was drying out
Hydration a faraway dream
Weakness in his legs
Now beyond extreme

He fell to the ground
Wishing the dizziness to stop
As he drew his last breath
He felt the first raindrop

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt – Bone

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The Family Stone

The Family Stone

Mother and father
Side by side
Watching the ship
Slowly disappear
Oh how they cried

Young son looking on
Not yet understanding
The pain they endured
Saying goodbye is hard
When you are left standing

The family dog
Oblivious to it all
Sits patiently by
his young master
Waiting for his call

Undoubtedly they will
be here again one day
When son number two
Grows up to be a man
And he too will sail a way

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Helene Vaillant’s What do you see? Photo/Write Challenge

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