Month: December 2018

Resolution

Resolution


I carry guilt
As a child
As a mother
As a wife
I have carried it
my whole life
 
Everyone comes first
They always have
I would go without
Let them be happy
Let them be safe
There was never a doubt
 
But I am tired
I am weary
I am bruised
Yet I let it continue
What’s wrong with me
I just feel used
 
Today I want things
to be different
It will no longer be a tradition
Someone else
will take care
It’s not beyond cognition
 
I want no revenge
Only a segway
to another solution
Perhaps everyone
will understand
It’s my New Year resolution
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Tradition

Segway

Revenge


Resolution

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Dirty Laundry





Dirty Laundry

Today my heart is heavy
Carrying the burden of you
Your pursuit of winning
no matter the cost
Leaving me not knowing what to do
 
You have sacrificed us
with no thought of consequence
Manipulating the truth
In glory of your own ego
To the point of dominance
 
The self-indulgent splurge
on your version of the facts
Leaving me shocked
from my senses
Like a blow from an axe
 
Since the inception of us
I knew the monster was there
A damaged soul 
needing comfort
and round the clock care
 
Living in an alternate reality
Where enemies are everywhere
A dystopian society
Confusing the innocent
With those who don’t care
 
Pouring dirt on the pristine
love that we had
You have sullied
something beautiful
I’m left wounded and sad
 
At the point of no return
We are at an impasse
Like dogs chasing their tails
Going forever in circles
This time we will not surpass
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing © 

Word Prompts:

Dirt

Inception

Pursuit

Splurge

Photo by Mahkeo on Unsplash

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Song Lyric Sunday – New

Today’s Song Lyric Sunday prompt from Helen Vahdati is “New”. I have chosen something from one of my favorite present day artists, Alicia Keys. it is her anthem, New York. I hope you enjoy it.

Lyrics - New York

Ooh, New York
Ooh, New York
 
Grew up in a town
That is famous as a place of movie scenes
Noise is always loud
There are sirens all around
And the streets are mean
If I can make it here
I could make it anywhere
That's what they say
Seeing my face in lights
Or my name in marquees found down on
Broadway
 
Even if ain't all it seems
I got a pocket full of dreams
 
Baby, I'm from New York!
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothing you can't do
Now you're in New York!
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Hear it for New York!
(New York, New York, New York)
 
On the avenue
There ain't never a curfew, ladies work so hard
Such a melting pot
On the corner selling rock
Preachers pray to God
Hail a gipsy cab
Takes me down from Harlem to the Brooklyn Bridge
Someone sleeps tonight
With a hunger for more then an empty fridge
 
I'm going to make it by any means
I got a pocket full of dreams
 
Baby I'm from New York!
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothing you can't do
Now you're in New York!
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Hear it for New York!
(New York, New York, New York)
 
One hand in the air for the big city
Street lights, big dreams, all looking pretty
No place in the world that can compare
Put your lighters in the air
Everybody say
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
 
New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothing you can't do
Now you're in New York!
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Hear it for New York!

Abstract Thoughts

Abstract Thoughts


My thoughts today
will be abstract
Deliciously twirling
freedom to diffract
 
Temptation will not come
I see only light
Colors swirling
a rainbow of delight
 
Escaping the prison
of my own mind
Promising freedom
from the confined
 
Floating weightlessly
Across the sky looking down
Reminding myself
It is there I could drown
 
Escaping responsibly
Holding on to my words
Flying like an eagle
At peace with the birds
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Promising

Peace - Stream of Consciousness Saturday - Chosen prompt

Temptation

Abstract

Responsibility
 

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Eyes Wide Open – Week #25

Good morning! I hope everyone enjoyed the Christmas holiday.

My week was busy with the usual preparations in the kitchen, making delicious food and loving my family, just like many of you. It was good, however, to get out in nature and exercise a little. Christmas always entices us to eat much more than we would normally! Here are some photos I captured this week on my iPhone.

Have a great Saturday!

Pretty White Heron let me get close to take this pic

A neighbor has bird feeders that attract these beautiful green Parrots. On this day there were so many and I scared a lot away trying to take this photo

I love this park by the Bay. There are so many places to walk, sit, lay in a hammock or hang out at the Tiki Bar. Sometimes I do all of those!

Sometimes don’t you just want to sail away somewhere?

Oranges just about ripened. Ready for the picking!

I may have shared these before but I just love these Banyan trees

The Grateful Dead – RIP Little Possum

Dreams

Dreams

Once when things were perfect
We would fantasize hilariously
Make up stories deliriously
Listing every aspect
To live in that cottage by the sea
 
We had a goal in sight
Our plans were not nebulous
Nothing we did was tenuous
For what we wanted we would fight
If anything, we were fastidious
 
Our life full of adventure
Dreaming boldly and big
Until you acted like a pig
Wanting release from indenture
Our love story snapped like a twig
 
Dreams dashed and broken
But only temporarily
I made a decision arbitrarily
Another word never spoken
I now live in that cottage by the sea
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Goal

Adventure

Cottage

Nebulous

Photo by Yoori Koo on Unsplash

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