Category: Healing

Relaxation – A Quadrille


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
into its natural
rhythmic sound
The candle flickers
and eyes close
My brain slowly
until I am at peace
where it is always found
Mind and body
in harmony
Outside world
closed off
all around
The stillness rejuvenates
body and soul
Clarity is the gift
to myself
I will not be bound
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

In response to V.J's Weekly Challenge #32 - Stillness

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Darkest Before The Dawn

Darkest Before The Dawn

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 ©




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Starting Over

Starting Over

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 ©

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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

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Abstract Thoughts

Abstract Thoughts

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 ©

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Peace - Stream of Consciousness Saturday - Chosen prompt




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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 ©

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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


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The Edge of Being

The Edge of Being


She flirted with the ocean

Standing on the rocks

Daring it to dress her

With its beauty

Take her completely

Into its arms

And hold her down

Until she could breathe

No more

She teased and begged

For the attention

Wishing to surrender

To its power

Her lover not receptive


On this dark broody night

The velvet sky pushed

Back the curtain of clouds

And the wind halted

The angry ocean

Slowed its breath

And whispered softly

To her

Do not tempt me anymore

I will not take you this night

You are using me

To dull your pain

I will wash it away

So you may live another day



Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©


In response to DVerse Poets Bjorn’s Metaphor Challenge

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The chill in the room was Arctic
but the exercise would be cathartic
A time to think
Away from the cacophony
leaning on my philosophy
to find the missing link

Questioning your commitment
and sounding flippant
A familiar chime
Needing space to mull things over
To heal from this wretched hangover
Just give me some time

We’ve been chasing out tails
Taking wind from each other’s sails
Stop the merry-go-round
Moving one step back
to get back on track
Turning things around

Pressing the reset button
Nothing will be forgotten
A chance to take a breath
The relationship has become discordant
Discover what is really important
It will not be the dance of death


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