Silence
The sound
is still golden
and my heart rests
Peacefully
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
In response to Go Dog Go Cafe's Tuesday Writing Prompt
The Elfchen is an 11 word poem written in 5 lines— Line 1=1word,
Line 2=2words, Line 3=3words, Line 4=4 words, Line 5 =1 word.
Lines 1 and 5 should not be the same word.
Mel at Crushed Caramel also tagged me in this prompt.
Check out her Elfchen!
Finally, I find the strength
To pick up the baggage
I have kept for so long
It is now tied up
neatly in a bundle
Hanging on to it was wrong
Purging myself of your memory
Into the garbage it goes
without another thought
Cleansing to my soul
and brushing away cobwebs
What we had came to naught
In this final release
I forgive you
for all the pain you inflicted
I move on to my future
wishing you well
I know now I was addicted
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts:
Strength
Baggage
Bundle
Steep the fragrant blossoms
In oil
and pluck the grapes
from the vine
Slice the ripe oranges
And sweeten the wine
Draw a bath
of fresh scented roses
and recline
in its relaxant power
Lie back closing your eyes
and envisage
the Lotus flower
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
DVerse Poets Monday Quadrille with Mish - Prompt word Steep
A quadrille is a poem with exactly 44 words, excluding the title
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Finally, the oxygen
fills my head
and my breathing
settles
into its natural
rhythmic sound
The candle flickers
and eyes close
My brain slowly
calms
until I am at peace
where it is always found
Mind and body
in harmony
Outside world
closed off
Tranquility
all around
The stillness rejuvenates
body and soul
Clarity is the gift
to myself
for
I will not be bound
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
In response to V.J's Weekly Challenge #32 - Stillness
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A collection of challenges
Strewn on my pathway
Testing and trying
my resilience
Another dawn, another day
Just when my heart
Could take no more darkness
A sliver of light peeks
through the crack
and lifts me from the starkness
The cloud’s silver lining
reassuring in the moment of fear
Proof that life is ever changing
Decay and devastation
Do not always cohere
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Prompts:
Collection
Decay
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Emptying my mind
From the clutter collected
Emotionally draining
Completely dejected
Discarding old habits
The new broom sweeps clean
Dismissing all negative views
Positive thoughts are all I will glean
The breaking of a new dawn
Bringing inspiration for another day
Dreams of wishing and hoping
Open to receive come what may
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Tuesday Writing Challenge:
Go Dog Go Cafe - New Dawn
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Their love immature
Allowing resentment to build
They could not see the forest
for the lumber to be milled
Like a motor revving
Their anxiety up and down
Arguments were common
Always a fight for the crown
Needing perspective
they went different ways
Space across the miles
And clarity through the haze
Removed from the battlefield
A time to think
A metamorphosis occurred
As they stood on the brink
Reborn and reenergized
Independent and strong
They come full circle
Back to where they belong
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts:
Immature
Metamorphosis
Lumber
Resentment
Motor
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My thoughts today
will be abstract
Deliciously twirling
freedom to diffract
Temptation will not come
I see only light
Colors swirling
a rainbow of delight
Escaping the prison
of my own mind
Promising freedom
from the confined
Floating weightlessly
Across the sky looking down
Reminding myself
It is there I could drown
Escaping responsibly
Holding on to my words
Flying like an eagle
At peace with the birds
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts:
Promising
Peace - Stream of Consciousness Saturday - Chosen prompt
Temptation
Abstract
Responsibility
Once when things were perfect
We would fantasize hilariously
Make up stories deliriously
Listing every aspect
To live in that cottage by the sea
We had a goal in sight
Our plans were not nebulous
Nothing we did was tenuous
For what we wanted we would fight
If anything, we were fastidious
Our life full of adventure
Dreaming boldly and big
Until you acted like a pig
Wanting release from indenture
Our love story snapped like a twig
Dreams dashed and broken
But only temporarily
I made a decision arbitrarily
Another word never spoken
I now live in that cottage by the sea
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts:
Goal
Adventure
Cottage
Nebulous
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I am me and not you
My life is my own
My body out of reach
Stay out of my zone
I am not your property
Even though you’re hopeful
I need to sequester myself
I fear I will be woeful
Even if I just take a snooze
It will be for the shortest time
If you look at the percentage
It is not out of line
Such a small part of my day
To take for myself
Please just imagine me
As if I’m on a shelf
I’m so weary from challenges
Peace and quiet is what I yearn
Let me rest alone
I promise you I will not spurn
Sometimes I give too much
You become complacent
A little time for myself
And you become impatient
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts: