Good Morning!
I hope this brings a smile to you face on this Hump Day. Do you agree with this statement?
In réponse to One Liner Wednesday – August 15, 2018
Smoke
He slowly rowed the
small boat
to the middle of the lake
never saying where
he was going
Just knowing what to take
Peace and solitude
It was a favorite
way to escape
He went quietly
without a sound
his plan taking shape
No one around
to question his actions
No fear of his daughter
Hell to pay
if she only knew of
his smoke on the water
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
In response to Tuesday Writing Prompt from Go Dog Go Cafe – Smoke on the Water (Deep Purple)
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Innocent
Her perfume redolent
in the night air
as she walked
to the water
alone
with ne’er a care
What was blue
had become black
with no warning
In a heartbeat
she had been knocked
on her back
Without substance
an accusation held
Lies spread
in wildfire
her dignity at risk
she was compelled
His rebuke cruel
and unfounded
confrontation inevitable
Waiting by the shore
calm and present
his demeanor unbounded
Confusion existed
stretching distance between
Eyes locked
apology offered from
him to her
she began to careen
Caught in his arms
was a natural state
The darkness lifted
memory vanished
in a flash
like it never existed
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts:
My Life According to Diana Ross
Kristian from Tales from the Mind of Kristian blogged about this fun little quiz from The Britchy One
Choose an artist then using only the titles of the songs from only that artist, answer these questions in a blog entitled, My Life, According to…(insert artist’s name):
Here’s mine:
Your Artist: Diana Ross
Are you male or female: Lady Sings the Blues
Describe yourself: Amazing Grace
How do you feel about yourself: Forever Young
Describe where you currently live: Anywhere You Run To
The first thing you think of when you wake up: Reach Out And Touch
If you could go anywhere, where would you go: Take Me Higheer
Your favorite form of transportation: My Old Piano (Sorry! Best I could do. I should have picked Joni Mitchell)
Your best friend is: All of You
Your favorite color is: Brown Baby
What’s the weather like: Summertime
If your life were a TV show, what would it be called: I Wouldn’t Change a Thing
What is life to you: Do You Know Where You’re Going To?
What is the best advice you have to give: Love’s All That Matters
If you could change your name, what would it be: Baby Love
Your favorite food is: Being Green
My soul’s present condition:I hear a Symphony
The faults I can bear: Love Hangover
How would you describe your love life: Ain’t No Mountain High Enough
Hope you enjoyed this!
Christine
Play it forward. This is a fun challenge!
Don’t Box Me In
In response to d’verse poets Quadrille #62 – BOX
Don’t think outside
the box
or even when you’re in it
Throw the box away
Containing nonsense
you never look at
Hoarding is a disease
You don’t need it anyway
Don’t get boxed in
like Jack did
He had to jump
Remember Boxing Day?
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Word count 44 – Quadrille
Blind Faith
Giving potency
to the dormant
a zest for life
and a desire
to move forward
The course will be drawn
Be confident
in your quest
Eyes straight ahead
you’re never alone
Challenges met
Another day’s dawn
Abiding love
will not fade
or wane
Invisible to the eye
it will stay strong
a crutch to lean on
When times are rough
it will be the underpin
Keeping you upright
and moving forward
Competing
in life’s marathon
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts:
Dragon
The monster reared
his head once more
His flaming mouth
scorching my words
before they became sound
I lay singed and tortured
while he continued with
his flaring assault
Blinding anger has taken
over his body
I am melting on the ground
Silenced by his cruelty
helpless and unable
to stand up to him
I save my words in my mind
they will not be forgotten
One day I will be able to expound
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
In response to: Reena’s Exploration Challenge Week #49 Monster
Hellcat
Our communication
is lacking, it’s almost nonexistent
Your attitude is that of
a scalded cat
When can we have a
conversation?
Surely we can do better
than that?
A hot tin roof
is where you’ve been
Time to come down
and settle the score
Harmony is what we need
in our relationship
Like it was
once before
Stop moving away from me
as if I’m not here
You are acting like
a stranger
Someone I don’t know
Come on darling talk to me
We are in clear
and present danger
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts:
Song Lyric Sunday – Cruisin’ – Smokey Robinson
This week’s Song Lyric Sunday from Helen Vahdati is DRINK/DRIVE
So many songs to choose from! The list is endless.
My choice evokes lots of great memories, one being from just a year ago when I had the chance to see Smokey Robinson in concert again, many years after the first time. This guy still has it! He was amazing and his rendition of Cruisin’ brought the house down.
Enjoy it!
Cruisin’
Baby let’s cruise, away from here
Don’t be confused, the way is clear
And if you want it you got it forever
This is not a one night stand, baby, yeah so
Don’t be confused, the way is clear
And if you want it you got it forever
This is not a one night stand, baby, yeah so
Let the music take your mind, ooh
Just release and you will find
Just release and you will find
You’re gonna fly away
Glad you’re goin’ my way
I love it when we’re cruisin’ together
The music is played for love
Cruisin’ is made for love
I love it when we’re cruisin’ togetherBaby tonight belongs to us
Every thing’s right, do what you must
And inch by inch we get closer and closer
To every little part of each other ooh baby, yeahSo let the music take your mind
Just release and you will findYou’re gonna fly away
Glad you’re going my way
I love it when we’re cruisin’ together
The music is played for love
Cruisin’ is made for love
I love it when we’re cruisin’ together
Glad you’re goin’ my way
I love it when we’re cruisin’ together
The music is played for love
Cruisin’ is made for love
I love it when we’re cruisin’ togetherBaby tonight belongs to us
Every thing’s right, do what you must
And inch by inch we get closer and closer
To every little part of each other ooh baby, yeahSo let the music take your mind
Just release and you will findYou’re gonna fly away
Glad you’re going my way
I love it when we’re cruisin’ together
The music is played for love
Cruisin’ is made for love
I love it when we’re cruisin’ together
“Cruisin’” is a 1979 single written, produced, and recorded by Smokey Robinson for Motown Records’ Tamla label.
Enjoy your Sunday!
Christine
Lucia
Lucia stared through the window of the beautiful restaurant. It was 3:00pm and her interview was at 3:15 pm.
This was a big step up from her family’s restaurant in the Bronx. The Italian Trattoria where everyone from the neighborhood would come. Her grandparents, immigrants from Sicily, had opened the restaurant in the 1930s. Lucia, her parents and three brothers were all recruited into the business. There was no escaping it. She was the youngest but she became the face of the restaurant. Her siblings were content to be at the back of the house in the kitchen, but she had always been pushed front and center by her parents and all the patrons knew her. They had known her since she was a child filling their water glasses on a Sunday afternoon. It had always been this way. It became known as Lucia’s Bistro.
Now she was a grown woman and had outgrown the family restaurant. She was ready to spread her wings to the Upper East Side. Understanding all aspects of the restaurant business this was her chance to see how the other side lived.
She entered the restaurant and confidently introduced herself to the Maître d’
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
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In response to: Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner Week #32
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