Like a pebble
Dropping in the lake
Creating never ending circles
as does your love
Wrapping around me
Drawing me back
Into the zone of danger
It was as if written
we belonged together
But when one agenda
differs from the other
Holding in hostage
Then that isn’t love
It is you, a stranger
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts:
Zone - WotD
Pebble - RDP
Written - FOWC
Image by Rondell Melling from Pixabay
She did not scout
the darkness
Allowing it to lure
her into the passage
of time
Realizing
there was no going back
Bait and switch
Trapped forever
living in the past
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts:
Scout
Passage
Switch
Trying to untie
the macramé
of my thoughts
Knotted every
which way
Tightly bound
and resistant
to my attempts
All I can do is hope
for a fray
The more
I struggle
the more it stings
Words no longer
coherent
A jumbled mind
looking for release
from this
cloud covering
obscurant
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Prompts
Sting
Coherent
Go Dog Go Cafe - Promote Yourself Monday
A chameleon
changing colors
at whim
Playing both sides
of the fence
Pleasing no one
Wounding everyone
It was a sin
Did you really want
to hurt us all?
Those who cared?
Use us and abuse us
To your own end
Perhaps you were oblivious
and maybe, just maybe
Plain scared?
Your true colors
Spanned the rainbow
but were hidden from view
Thinking we would
never understand
Concealing who
you really were, and
never knowing the real you
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
In response to Jim Adams Prompt
for MLMM Music Challenge
'Do You Really Want To Hurt Me'
Thanks Jim for the great reminder of Boy George and Culture Club.
I used Karma Chameleon as inspiration for this poem
Haiku
Roseate Spoonbill
Wading in shallow waters
A picture in pink
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Running scared
Frantic and confused
Through the door
Into another room
Each one disused
Open, close
What does this mean?
Open again
Am I in a maze
or is this a dream?
I can’t escape
Windows are locked
Adrenalin pumping
but screams are silent
My voice blocked
Anxiety taking hold
I cannot catch my breath
Darkness comes
Swallowing me whole
Suffocating into death
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Sue Vincent's Thursday Write/Photo Challenge
You came to me
In the flash of an eye
A port in stormy weather
Seeing your face
Knowing instantly
We would be together
Wilderness days
and nightmares
slowly fading away
As we meld into one
a clear horizon and
the future in play
Yet moments of darkness
confuse and stun
From where do they come?
To understand, impossible
Explanations insufficient
Yet I always succumb
Blindsided by the rage and
struggling to compromise
It was impossible to prepare
Prone to such anger
with no prisoners taken
Reminiscent of warfare
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Frank Hubeny is hosting Open Link Night at DVerse
National Poetry Writing Month
Day 18 - April 18th
NaPoWriMo
Today, I’d like to challenge you to write an elegy of your own,
one in which the abstraction of sadness is communicated not
through abstract words, but physical detail. This may not be
a “fun” prompt, but loss is one of the most universal and human
experiences, and some of the world’s most moving art is an
effort to understand and deal with it.
Word Prompts:
Reminiscent
Compromise
Prone
Photo by Nik Shuliahin on Unsplash
What is this language you speak?
That I am pretty and I amuse
Yet no deeper do you seek
Am I there to decorate and be sleek
Arm candy to enhance your ego
What is this language you speak?
Kiss me until my knees are weak
I am more than your accessory
Yet no deeper do you seek
My love is torrid and not meek
Full of passion and lust
What is this language you speak ?
The situation has become bleak
My words are foreign to you
Yet no deeper do you seek
Maybe I’m still hurting
I can’t turn the other cheek
What is this language you speak?
Yet no deeper do you seek
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
National Poetry Writing Month
Day 5 - April 5, 2019
NatPoWriMo - Prompt
Following Dargan’s lead, today we’d like to challenge you
to write a poem that incorporates at least one of the following:
(1) the villanelle form, (2) lines taken from an outside text,
and/or (3) phrases that oppose each other in some way.
If you can use two elements, great – and if you can do
all three, wow!
I managed two out of three. I chose the Villanelle form (my first attempt!) and the first two lines of the last stanza are taken from “Coming Back To You” by Leonard Cohen
Soaring as high as a kite
Head in the clouds
Heart racing, feeling giddy
Until the darkness enshrouds
Living dually
in darkness and light
Freedom rationed
Day is sometimes night
Happiness snatched away
In an instant
Scorned for indulgences
Always persistent
Sometimes trapped in limbo
Unsure of where to go
Nerves stretched to the limit
Then kneaded like dough
Moments of ecstasy
Outweighing the agony
Living for the highs
Risking the calumny
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts:
Instant
Kite
Dough
Scorn
Photo by Mario Azzi on Unsplash
With each rant from you
I shrink evermore
I bow to the wished-for silence
That I may spin no more
My heart does surge
in these moments of madness
Please turn another page
So I might forget this sadness
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
In response to Secret Keeper – Weekly Writing Challenge – 5 words prompt Rant, Bow, Surge, Page, Spin