Sea sand and sunshine
Calling me to the coastline
To breathe the fresh air
So salty and refreshing
Vacation away from here
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
In response to Frank Tassone’s Haikai Challenge #45
Eyes wide Open – Week Four
I was lucky with the weather this week. It gave me some beautiful sunset photos and I found a few colorful things to share with you.
Enjoy your Saturday!
Sunset reflection captured in the performing arts hall
A lone Bird of Paradise
Some colorful fish decorating the side of someone’s house
A Yellow Crowned Night Heron not bothered with me at all
Pretty Spanish Moss on an Oak tree
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Debilitating
The morning light was squinting
Through the bedroom shades
Few clouds in a sunny sky
The birds singing their serenades
Earl Grey in the teapot
A light breakfast prepared
Saying hello to the day
I thought I was prepared
It happened again
Without any warning
The monster reared its head
Leaving me in mourning
A verbal attack came
From nowhere I could see
Blindsided as usual
While I was drinking my tea
I said I was feeling better
Not a complaint or a question
Yesterday experiencing something minor
A simple statement, not aggression
Then how do I become
the target of your onslaught?
I didn’t do what you suggested
Is that really a fault?
Your words of anger
So hurtful and debilitating
You are angry because what?
I feel like it’s baiting
You are looking for a fight
I never know why
I am so totally unprepared
I have no battle cry
Your reactions to statements
Are so unbelievably strange
You attack and become the victim
Setting a scene to derange
Trying to wrap my arms
Around your state of mind
Incognizant of my own pain
It is you I have to find
Know suggestions can be useful
They are offered to awaken
Like opinions they cost nothing
Don’t be surprised if not taken
If I need help I would ask
If I need a doctor I would deduce
If I need support I would expect
What I don’t need is verbal abuse
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Word of the Day Challenge Debilitate:
Red Tide
There is danger down below
In the Gulf of Mexico
Southwest Florida’s coast
Today looks like its toast
There’s a commotion
In the ocean
The algae bloom
Is causing doom
Toxins are in the air
And can easily scare
The Red Tide
Cannot be denied
The event is not novel
But it’s certainly awful
Karenia Brevis as it is called
Has left us appalled
Causing humans to cough
A sign to keep off
Dead mammals and fish galore
Line up on our shore
The smell is nauseating
The result devastating
This is nothing new
Just another preview
Of nature doing its thing
Another gift she did bring
Although not manmade
It can still pervade
The planet is crying
Letting us know it’s dying
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Although it doesn’t always make the national news, Red Tide, doesn’t happen too often, but is very real to us in SW Florida. The loss of our sea life is so sad to witness. Beautiful Manatees, Dolphins, Loggerheads and all kinds of fish washed up on the shore is heartbreaking. Tourism is also a large part of our economy and it can have devastating effects on businesses and visitors alike. As if hurricanes weren’t enough! If you would like to know more about Red Tide check out these links below:
https://mote.org/news/florida-red-tide
Todays prompts:
In Motion
The cherished gift of wanderlust
Pushed her to limits disbelieved
By all who challenged her audacity
The acclimatization of her destiny
An expression of her tenacity
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts:
Image
Reflecting life’s struggles
The mirror was her reminder
Of the pain she had overcome
Once she had found the strength
To get out from under his thumb
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
In response to: Five Lines or Less – Mirror
Thirst
Musical sound of rain
Against a corrugated roof
A wordless opera
Of drama and fraught
With worry of how to cope
What nature had brought
The planet’s frown
Sucking rain into its cracks
Giving breath to the roots
Of trees shriveling
Into dust on blistered ground
Parched and crippling
The deluge continues
Day after endless day
The energetic monsoon
Providing the needed fuel
Protecting earth’s mortality
In its season of renewal
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Words Prompts: They were definitely not easy today but I think I managed it!
One Liner Wednesday
Puzzle
Here’s the jig
There’s the saw
Another puzzle to explore
Outsides first
Fill in the middle
A 3D riddle
There’s a corner piece
Some sky over there
Easier when you share
Bridge coming together
Few pieces remain
We’re finished now let’s do it again
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
In response to Quadrille Prompt word Puzzle D-Verse Poets Pub – 44 word maximum poem
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Glass
My glass half full, yours is half empty
Allowing room for more negativity
Mine is always a sunny disposition
Going against your doomsday expedition
I want to fly high with wind beneath my wings
You would rather be grounded and do other things
Differences can be healthy and normal
In our case, not so much, our conflicts have been awful
We are not twins and our interests are varied
Sometimes our interactions can be quite frenzied
Your intentions not always distinct
However your actions are succinct
There is no deadline for a resolution
Our relationship always has a stay of execution
Yet somehow we have made it work
You know you are not really a jerk
I just say that from time to time
When I think we have come off the line
We always find our way back to the center
Neither one of us is a dissenter
With your fingers on my pulse
My being you could easily convulse
You have always been my confidant
There is no one else I would rather want
Exchanging our sugarcoated sound bites
Loving each other into the night
I suggest, that as tomorrow is another day
We should just throw your glass away
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
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