Words (2)
The pen is my instrument
And life my mentor
An extraordinary journey
Questioning what’s in store
A burgeoning dream
To heal our pain
Writing about fears
Sheltering from the rain
Exorcising demons
With our blood for ink
Pulling me back
From teetering on the brink
We may heal ourselves
From the wounds of misery
The pen is mightier than the sword
and it inflicts no injury
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts
Lovely Christine, words our gift from above!💕
Thank you Jordy 🙂💕
Love this Christine! So true. 🙂💕
Thank you my dear. Enjoy your love today 💕
You are welcome and thank you so much. 💕
wonderful truths and perfect description of your talent Christine
You’re kind 😘 thank you Gina
You write to me
I write to you
Your thoughts say it all
Words do fall
Out of a crack in the wall
Stand on the rubble tall
Let the dust settle
Light up the kettle
Have a cuppa and a chat
Light flows back, through the crack
Writing is our world
Words are our pearls
Yes indeed….words are our pearls. Thank Ivor, very nice 🙂
Always my pleasure Christine.
Beautiful and true indeed. 👍👍
Thank you so much 🙂 I’m happy you liked it.
Indeed it is. If used wisely.