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The Great Divide

The Great Divide

The schism between us
too divisive to scale
What was once fertile land
now a ravine with unnavigable
waters running through a vale
How unlikely could this be?
No warning signs given
But you the instigator
kept it close to your chest
It was as if you were driven
You take no prisoners
The war has been waged
Isolate and destroy
Fight to the death
Your furor enraged
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts

Unlikely - WotD
Schism - RDP
Could - Daily Addictions
Instigate - FOWC

Image by David Mark from Pixabay 

One Liner Wednesday

I jokingly said the other day that if I ate any more spinach I would start to look like Popeye. Well wouldn’t you know it, my favorite cartoonist, Gary Larson featured Popeye in one of his Far Side funnies!

Enjoy your Wednesday!

In response to Linda G. Hill’s One Liner Wednesday

Wise Up

Wise Up

 When something isn’t right
it is a shoe that blisters the heel
So why do you put up with that
when you don’t like the way it feels?

If it makes you sad
and frightened to speak
Then it is wrong
and you are being weak

Doing the same thing
over and again
expecting a different result
Defines insanity - Amen!

When did you start to do stupid?
What have you become?
A shadow of you former self
Who are you hiding from?

Wise up girl
There is something amiss
Dump that loser
You are better than this

Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Mish is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight and
has prompted us with beautiful art by Beverly Dyer
I chose her painting of the Owl as it is a symbol of wisdom.
Sometimes we forget how wise we are, particularly
when we lose sight of ourselves.

Labour – Haibun Monday

If anything is worth it then we must work at it, or so I was taught.  Work hard and you will live well. To love you must also work hard and sometimes it does not always bear fruit.   How many of us have devoted months and years into failed relationships and marriage?  We bend and twist ourselves inside out to conform to other’s desires and wishes only to realize that it was all for nothing.

This week’s prompt from D’Verse Poets asked us to include the the word Labour as it is Labour Day here in the US.  My first thought was Shakespeare’s comedy, Love’s Labour’s Lost.


We work to live but
we live to love and question
when Love’s Labour’s Lost

Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©



Clicking of hungry birds 
tumbling in the frozen air
A stream of ice reflecting
the pink sky of daybreak
as sun lights earth in a flare
A breathtaking vista
the beholder enraptured
with serenity of the moment
Pausing to accept the gift
the eyes had captured

Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Sue Vincent's Weekly Write/Photo Challenge

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