Category: Confusion

Words

Words

Your words are
fireworks in my mind
Exciting and scintillating
Lying and devious
Manipulative yet sincere
You’re a word jockey, one of a kind

Declarations stroking me
Like a feather
Tantalizing and erotic
Sweet and sensual
Sometimes reticent
Changing like the weather

I’m confused by you
But I yearn for happiness
I like the way it feels
You are believable
I have no doubt
It is just your cockiness

Fooling myself
Ignoring the flashing beacon
Living in a fairy tale
Of my own making
Blinded by you charm
Allowing myself to weaken

You shower me with your whispers
Falling on me like autumn foliage
But between the floating leaves
I can see you with her
Is a comeback possible for me
Or am I now your spoilage

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Scintillating

Foliage

Comeback

OctPoWriMo – Poem a Day for October – Prompt: Insecurity

 

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Losing My Religion

Losing My Religion

There is no copyright on God
It’s a free for all game
All taking a different route
But the ending is the same

Babies drinking scripture
In their mother’s milk
Buddhists shaving their head
In robes of orange silk

Distorted thinking
Insisting God is a warmonger
Murdering innocents
For a life to be lived longer

Women as second class citizens
Covered head to toe
Honor killings and sexual mutilation
With nowhere to go

Men insisting women
Be exemplary in dress
Wigs must be worn
Why? is anyone’s guess

Cajoled into thinking
This way is better
Hatred for the others
In a poison pen letter

Fear-based religion
With a death toll of shame
A Deteriorating social structure
Continuing to Inflame

Search within for guidance
Don’t be persuaded by others
Your sprit will guide you
It will not be smothered

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Cajole

Copyright

Exemplary

Guess

Deteriorate

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Impasse

Impasse

The fragility of the moment
causes me to stop
where I am
Another word, another step
could break the dam

We glossed over the issues
Copious amounts of energy
devoted to the cause
Nothing was resolved
I break for a pause

No palette for your indignation
I ignored the caustic remarks
The recurring theme
exhausting and
inevitably there will be sparks

So where do we go
having reached this point
We are at an impasse
Perhaps I’ll move to the boondocks
Where greener the grass

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

 

The mix of today’s word prompts did not inspire me too much and I was stuck for most of the day trying to create something 😬

Word Prompts:

Copious

Gloss

Fragile

Palette

Theme

Boondocks

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Maelstrom

Maelstrom

Each day I wake
not knowing what
to expect
Will today be
comforting or
suffocating
There is no way to detect

I can sail
smooth seas
of love and tranquility
Be a recipient
of your devoted attention
and surprised
by your spontaneity

Or do we navigate a maelstrom
on this imperious
voyage to destruction
Unable to fathom
your thought process
I do drown in your rhetoric
of seduction

Anchored to your bitterness
Wishing for harmony but
sinking in your resentment
Feeling Icy fingers wrapped
around my heart
beguiled with the promise
of contentment

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Fathom

Imperious

Beguile

Anchor

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