Haiku An animal cries chillingly in the dark night Will tomorrow come? Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Daily Haiku – Sat. June 25, 2022
Category: Confusion
Solitary Journey
Solitary Journey
Her dress, crimson, like the dying sun sinking into the ocean She clutches the rabbit statue swiped from the credenza as she wanders up and down the hallway It resonates with her in a way only she knows how A deep-rooted memory stirred in an otherwise confused mind Child-like in a woman’s body She smiles as she looks at it from eyes otherwise vacant A simple, comical sight reminding the onlooker of a fate that touches many The tree of life slowly letting go of its limbs and strength The confused mind short-circuited Leaving a jumble of mixed memories sorted out of order Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Word Prompts Crimson - RDP Tree - Stream of Consciousness
Stress
Stress
Shell-shocked by recent events another deep sigh leaves my body relieving me of the heaviness carried Sitting in luxurious silence An unfamiliar but welcome stillness A freeing, stress-healing peace If only for a short time Frantic, heavily charged moments unite us in anything but a good way Fear and pain divides Anger replaces calm Fingers point in wrong directions Love, uplifting, symbolic Squashed and choked to death Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Word Prompts Stream of Consciousness- “igh” (sigh) Word of the Day - Frantic FOWC - Symbolic
Hopes and Fears
Hopes and Fears
Lost in the current of my dreams floating in between hopes and fears Drifting towards that haven between anxiety and peace Hoping to decipher confusing messages laid before me Who waves the prickly pear in my face? A punishment for a wrong I unknowingly committed? Who are these adversaries in my sleep? What have I done? Wishing to shake off the hands that claw at me I struggle to wake Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Lillian is hosting Open Link Night at D'Verse Poets tonight
Where Do We Go From Here?
Where Do We Go From Here?
Now the love has gone and open wounds will not heal Wanting to move on but paralyzed limbs are planted in stone Neither wanting to make a decision Who will go first to choose freedom? Is that what it will be? Free from each other? Did we try hard enough, if at all? Too in love to let it go and break the tie that binds Who is fooling who? The love is missing What magnetic force is in play? Is it time to rip off the Band Aid we plastered on the cuts and bruises from angry words weaponized? Time to stop kissing better those things that won’t ever? I will mourn each day Because he is gone You are now living in his body But you are not him You are a shadow of who he once was You look like him But you are someone else A person I don’t know A stranger in my midst who sees someone else when he looks at me Where do we go from here? Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Linda Lee Lyberg is hosting Open Link Night at D'Verse Poets Image by prettysleepy1 from Pixabay
Seeds of Doubt – A Quadrille
Seeds of Doubt
When did he stop listening she wondered Once, everyone forgets Twice, he’s losing it! Daily, so it seems He’s not listening at all The sudden realization something is wrong Seeds of doubt germinate Taking root, spreading Faster than ink drying on a divorce decree Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Merril is hosting Monday Quadrille at D'Verse Poets tonight. She has prompted us with "Seed" A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words, excluding the title Image by Brigitte makes custom works from your photos, thanks a lot from Pixabay
Without Power
Without Power
Stars of night sky casting light on my darkness Rogue thoughts rush through Unclear Disorienting No longer adept in finding clarity my mind encircled by rings of luminescence Trapped in a vice-like squeeze Where words lose their form and sound falls into the chasm of dissension Copyright © 2020 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Ring - Stream of Consciousness Rogue - Word of the Day Luminescence - RDP Adept - FOWC
Journey to the Unknown
Journey to the Unknown
Navigation to your mind Ominous Unknown Daunting A journey to the unknown Where roads become twisted veins confusing and uncertain Some carrying me onward in a flowing sea of blood pumping life to your brain and others dragging me down into a coagulated mire Drowning in uncertainty Traveling blindly A wrong turn dangerous unforgiving Copyright © 2020 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Linda from Charmed Chaos is hosting Open Link Night at D’Verse Poets
The Messenger
The Messenger
I am Mercury
but I cannot
convey
my feelings
to you
A communicator
talking to
a brick wall
I speak
and you hear
a foreign language
You are deaf
to my words
Oblivious
to my feelings
One more
roll of your eyes
I cannot stand
When did you
stop listening?
When did you
stop remembering?
When did it
become okay
to disrespect me?
When did I become
such an irritant?
I am rendered
speechless
Frightened now
to use my words
fearing they
will be misconstrued
and weaponized
to fight against me
Don’t shoot the Messenger
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at D'Verse Poets
Unraveling
Unraveling
As I watch
my world unravel
before my eyes
I am paralyzed
unable to move
Incapable of stopping
what is already
in motion
How can one instant
change what is
chiseled in stone?
A look, once of love
now that of contempt
Foreign, alien
Tender words
explosive, weaponized
One person’s
prerogative
sabotaging
what was precious
Destroying happiness
and for what?
Sadistic pleasure
or masochism?
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing
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Word Prompts:
Foreigner - Word of the Day
Explosive - RDP
Prerogative - FOWC
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