Finding Your Words
As the sun sinks from view
and the green flash expires
A crimson canvas bleeds its last light
The remains of the day
plays its trickery on the eyes
before being swallowed by night
A big silvery moon
rises high in the velvet sky
casting its blanket bright
As stillness descends
the earth transitions
in fascinating delight
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts:
Moon
Trickery
Fascinated
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You came to me
In the flash of an eye
A port in stormy weather
Seeing your face
Knowing instantly
We would be together
Wilderness days
and nightmares
slowly fading away
As we meld into one
a clear horizon and
the future in play
Yet moments of darkness
confuse and stun
From where do they come?
To understand, impossible
Explanations insufficient
Yet I always succumb
Blindsided by the rage and
struggling to compromise
It was impossible to prepare
Prone to such anger
with no prisoners taken
Reminiscent of warfare
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Frank Hubeny is hosting Open Link Night at DVerse
National Poetry Writing Month
Day 18 - April 18th
NaPoWriMo
Today, I’d like to challenge you to write an elegy of your own,
one in which the abstraction of sadness is communicated not
through abstract words, but physical detail. This may not be
a “fun” prompt, but loss is one of the most universal and human
experiences, and some of the world’s most moving art is an
effort to understand and deal with it.
Word Prompts:
Reminiscent
Compromise
Prone
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Sitting here
waiting for that one look
Watching you,
adoring you
I am an open book
Acknowledgment
of my existence
Is that too much
to expect?
If only you knew
There is no resistance
I know you are busy
and your time is limited
But I beg for you to linger
a little longer with me
I will stay riveted
I have the perfect anecdote
if you give me a little time
I will show, but
I need your full attention
Just stay and be mine
I missed you today
while you were away
I was sad and lonely
Without you I grieved
Hoping everything was okay
My love for you is finite
You are all I want and need
I know you love me too, but
forgetting sometimes I am your dog
and I’m a different breed
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
National Poetry Writing Month
Day 17 - NaPoWriMo
Today, I’d like you to challenge you to write a poem that similarly
presents a scene from an unusual point of view. Perhaps you could
write a poem that presents Sir Isaac Newton’s discovery from the
perspective of the apple. Or the shootout at the OK Corral from the
viewpoint of a passing vulture. Or maybe it could be something as
everyday as a rainstorm, as experienced by a raindrop.
Word Prompts:
Lingering
Busy
Anecdote
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Good Wednesday Morning! It must be springtime because everyone is out in the warm sunshine and anxious to make contact with others. Living in a resort town brings many seasonal residents and visitors here for the weather and they love to stop and chat … and chat, and chat … 😳
Remind me to walk the dog at 11:00 PM tonight. It’s safer!
Have a great day!
In response to Linda G Hill’s One Liner Wednesday
The wind tousled her hair
as she stood at the empty dock
A she-bird in exotic plumage
Gazing at the shrinking ferry
as it sailed around the rock
The tide-looped harbor
now void of vessel
Empty like her heart
cold and vacant
feelings still to wrestle
Dropped in the ocean
on this darkest of night
Gone now was her love
Swallowed by the ringed-sea
in the moon’s owl-light
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Grace is hosting D'Verse Poetics tonight. She has prompted us
to use compound words fav red by Dylan Tomas as follows:
For this Tuesday Poetics I’m asking you to write a poem using at least
FOUR of the hyphenated compound words from the above list.
Employ as little or as much of Thomas’ other methodologies too
as but most of all, let’s love the words! (Click D'Verse link to see all the
hyphenated words) I chose:
RINGED-SEA, OWL-LIGHT, SHE-BIRD and TIDE-LOOPED
Other prompts
Ferry
Drop
National Poetry Writing Month
Day 16 - NaPoWriMo Optional Prompt
Dance with me
to music only I can hear
hold me tight
so I have no fear
Dance with me
by the sea shore
wait and listen
for the waves' roar
Dance with me
on the cliff’s edge
Staring down
from the rocky ledge
Dance with me
in the silvery moonlight
That I may look at you
past the stroke of midnight
Dance with me
and turnover your heart
I am your muse
We must never part
Dance with me
around this world
It is now the time
for wings to be unfurled
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts
World
Wait
Turnover
National Poetry Writing Month
#NaPoWriMo - Day 15 - April 15
Today's prompt was optional
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Thinking my journey was over
I stand facing another decision
And I haven’t a clue
Do I go left or right?
Which way do I choose?
I cannot go straight through
An unexpected twist
A bump in this road
for which I was not ready
Confusing, mystifying
All these things do bode
I am feeling unsteady
This crossroads in life
will make me sit awhile
Pondering my own questions
Where am I meant to be?
This way or that way?
Open to suggestions
I recalled an expression
From long ago
A saying of some wit
It went something like this
When you come
to a fork in the road ...take it
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
In response to Sue Vincent's Thursday Write/Photo - Decisions
Word Prompt
Recall
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This week Jim Adams has prompted us with Freeze/Cold/Ice for Song Lyric Sunday. For some reason I found this very difficult. I found some songs but they weren’t speaking to me. After some digging I come up with this early Van Morrison number called “Cold Wind In August” from his 1977 Period of Transition album.
Van Morrison is one of my favorite artists. He, to this day, is still performing and recording high quality work. I’ll never tire of listening to him. Hope you enjoy it too.
Have a great Sunday!
Lyrics - Cold Wind In August
Van Morrison
I waited for you
You waited for me
That it seemed like, seemed like a mighty long time
Baby I had to have you
Oh, I had to have you
Come rain, rain or shine
It was a cold wind in August
Shivers up and down my spine
I was standin' in your garden
In the California pine
I was standing shivering
I've got the fever in the rain
But I can't come on back to see you
Again and again and again
I said I, I had to have you
Baby I had to have you
Come rain, come rain or shine
It was a cold wind in August
Shivers up and down my spine
And I was standing in your garden
In the California pine
California pine
It was a cold wind in August
Shivers up and down my spine
I was standin' in your garden
In the California pine
In the California pine It was a cold wind in August
I was pushed on through September
Oh pushin' through September
In the rain
Pushin' through, pushin' through September
In the rain
Ooh
It was a cold wind in August
Shivers up and down my spine
I was standin', standin' in your garden
In the California pine
Songwriters: Van Morrison
Cold Wind in August lyrics © BMG Rights Management
The sun beckoned them
to the top of the hill
Hand in hand in a circle
Experiencing the thrill
They felt each other’s blood
as it coursed through their veins
As if all one organism
Simultaneously breaking chains
As the sun rose in the sky
Its early light kissed the ground
Infusing its energy into them all
and the day was crowned
One sun, one earth, one people
So was their creed
They passed the pipe of peace
and inhaled the weed
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
In response to Hélène Vaillant's What Do You See Photo Prompt
It was 2:45 PM and he was early. He took a tall iced latte and sat away from the door. Sitting carefully, he straightened the legs of his freshly cleaned khaki pants.
Flipping through his phone he looked again at her photo. Pretty, outdoorsy and her profile said she owned her own company.
Looking down again at his pants, he reflected on how many khakis he owned. Six or seven pairs at least. It was part of his ‘uniform’. Each internet date he went on, he dressed the same and always ordered an iced latte. If the date quickly went south, he would cleverly spill the coffee in his lap and make an excuse to leave.
Lost in his thoughts he didn’t see her arrive. She introduced herself and he said “Don’t I know you from somewhere?” She replied, “Yes I own the dry cleaners on the corner”
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
150 words
In response to What Pegman Saw Photo Prompt – Portland, Oregon
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