Bitter-Sweet

Bitter-Sweet Bitter thoughtsand sour wordsevoking intense reactionA tongue lashinghurling insultsIntimidating exaction A spoonful of sugarto sweeten the tartand acidulous vocabularySugar rushing to the headCalming the anxiouswith honeyed confectionery    Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©OctPoWriMo – Tongue Image by Alexandra_Koch from Pixabay 

Feeling Blue

Feeling Blue Turquoise sea and azure skyShades of nature’s blueNavy cloudsas the sun sinks lowand night brings its hueCornflowers and peacocksKingfishers tooBlueberries and blue cornHyacinth macawsHydrangeas kissed with dewBlue moon in the skyWe both see the same viewAcross the milesBlue is my moodbecause I cannot see youChristine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©OctPoWriMo – DayContinue reading “Feeling Blue”

Song Lyric Sunday – Greyhound Bound for Nowhere

I was a little stumped by this week’s Song Lyric Sunday prompts from Jim Adamswhich were, Bus, Truck or Lorry. Nothing was clicking with me so I searched Google for some help and it took me down country roads, which is not really my favorite genre. However I came across this really lovely song byContinue reading “Song Lyric Sunday – Greyhound Bound for Nowhere”

Process

Process Amidst the turmoilof flying wordsthat can never returnand the tumultuoussea of regretdarkness finally comesas the door closesone last timeon the carnagenever to forget Sobering, stark wallsof the passagewaynumb the sensesquieten the mindand heart rate begins to slowAs oxygen reenters the brainBlinding, distorted visionsdisappear from viewCalmness comesforming an inner glow Time in this placebecomes preferableCocooning, comfortingStabilizing, strengtheningandContinue reading “Process”

Caged

Caged Why?I askYesterday’sinsanityWas yet another nail in my coffinYou have now become the demon lovera gilded cagemy prisonI amtrapped Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©OctPoWriMo CagedI used double Tetractys form – 1,2,3,4,10.10.4.3.2.1Word Prompts:Yesterday – WotDInsanity – RDPThe Demon Lover – Christine’s Daily Writing Promptfrom Go Dog Go Cafe

A Fleeting Moment

A Fleeting Moment You touched my lifewith a stroke of a featherA fleeting moment in the moon shadowthat excited and tantalized Luring me to youlike a moth to the flameSingeing wingsburning desireNow all that remainsis a feelingA sensation that still tinglesA scratchyou can barely see  Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©Word Prompts:Barely – WotDScratch – RDPGrace isContinue reading “A Fleeting Moment”

Never Liked You

Never Liked You You are big and quite beautifulto look atThe color of your skincan sometimesplay trickeryFooling us to whatis insideShades of yellowand sometimesDark redYou sound likeyou know who you arebut you confuse uswith your nameYou look so sweetand tantalizingbut you areinvariably sourand can be quite nastyI am sad to saythat I havenever liked youand neverContinue reading “Never Liked You”

Thief

Thief He hides beneath his black cloakA thief, corrupt in his actionsSeeing only the glitterShining brightAppealing, flashyPreying on innocence He steals from the naivethe needy and the obliviousSmelling their fear and insecurityKnowing when to strikeFeeding on their vulnerability and without penitence Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©In response to Sue Vincent’s weeklyWrite/Photo Challenge – Photo of Magpie 

Singing Myself to Death – An Insect Story – Haibun

I love the story of the Cicada. That elusive insect you never actually see but hear it at night making its glorious sound in the trees. The female Cicada lays her eggs in a crevice she makes in tree limbs. Once hatched, they look like an ant or termite and feed on tree fluids. WhenContinue reading “Singing Myself to Death – An Insect Story – Haibun”