As the day ends It is time to reflect on events that were less than perfect Annoyances, delays that did gnaw, irritate To be tossed away for it’s time to celebrate Door closed a day to forget My glass is full Wine’s my outlet Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing © De Jackson (aka Whimsy Gizmo) is hosting D'Verse Poets Monday Quadrille and has prompted us with the word "Close" A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words excluding the title Image by Steve Buissinne from Pixabay
Finally the dregs
of the day drained
away with
the sunset
Taking with them
the sweat and tears
that spilled onto
the remnants of
a dream crushed
Writing the obituary
as it sinks beyond
the horizon
into another time
But the moon
does rise high
into the night sky
shining its light
on the darkness
of what once was
Infusing a delicate soul
with its energy
and brightness
Reassuring
and reminding
tomorrow will
surely come
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Mish is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight
and has prompted us with the following quote
“Barn’s burnt down, now I can see the moon.”
Mizuta Masahide
Word Prompts
Delicate - RDP
Obituary - Word of the Day
Image by Prettysleepy from Pixabay
If the stars
could speak
they would say
let the sun into
your black heart
So it may light
your way back
from darkness
Stop hiding in
shadows
disguising
your cynicism
and fear
You were only safe
until the moon
ate the dark
Its silvery sheen
casts its light
on scars
of healed wounds
Fading in time
but no longer
infected by
your pain
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Written in response to the Moon ate the Dark
Creativity Challenge from Christine at
Brave & Reckless and Go Dog Go Cafe
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Word Prompt - RDP
Sunshine
Image by Susan Cipriano from Pixabay
From my mouth
a torrent of angry words
Nonsensical
Running furiously
Stored and stirred
Simmered and boiled
Finally released
in a cathartic gush
An energy that
will take down
anything standing
Swallowing all
in its wake
The dam has burst
and now the river
of discontent
will flow out to sea
and those
tempestuous words
will drown
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
In response to Sue Vincent's Weekly
Write/Photo Challenge
Word Prompt
Water - RDP
As you lie gracefully
in the ashes
of your self esteem,
planning your comeback
The momentum
slowly builds
with your confidence
until you rise
spectacularly
like the phoenix
Fierce
and fearless
taking flight
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts
Ashes - Word of the Day
Graceful - RDP
Momentum - FOWC
Image by Crucifurr from Pixabay
Silent sounds
music
to a wounded soul
Pure air
oxygen
to a jumbled brain
Birdsong
soothing
to a fractured heart
Perception
enhanced
by the senses
An epiphany
never
to forget
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
In response to Sue Vincent's weekly
Write/Photo challenge
Daily Word Prompts
Forget - Word of the Day
Animal sounds - Stream of Consciousness
Perception - RDP
Epiphany - FOWC
Twilight falls quietly
unexpected
What was day
comes to an end
Abruptly,
disconnected
A star is born in
the darkness
of new night
Encompassing,
brilliant in its
starkness
Stillness slows
pounding breast
Calming the mind
slowing the heart
Tranquility
sweetens the zest
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Writing Prompt:
Grace is hosting Open Link Night at D’Verse Poets
Christine's Daily Writing Prompt
A Star is Born - Go Dog Go Cafe
Word Prompt:
Zest - FOWC
Image by Evgeni Tcherkasski from Pixabay
That rare moment
when you feel yourself
hanging between
sleep and awake
A euphoric state
you never want to end
Stopping and starting
doing a retake
Multiplying the climax
again and again
until sleep is triumphant
finally surrendering
The mind relaxes
and in dreams you travel
to another world
of visions for remembering
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts:
Climax - Word of the Day
Rare - FOWC
Sleep - RDP
Image by Free-Photos from Pixabay
Here I sit
where troubles
Do not follow
In my solitude
tears come
I sob and swallow
The crisp air
regulates
my uneven breathing
Cares float away
Cleansing my soul
Finally releasing
I draw energy
From the mountains
and warmth from the sun
My life feels balanced
I am now ready
A new day has begun
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Sue Vincent’s Weekly Write/Photo
Emerging from
self-imposed imprisonment
A throne-less queen
walks naked and alone
vulnerable
remorseful
Eyes watching her
every movement
Her sparkle diminished
she wears the grey garb
of solitude and regret
Wishing now
for sunlight to
warm her coldness,
liven her spirit and
pump hope into her heart
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Grace is hosting Open Link Night
at D'Verse Poets
Word Prompt:
Sparkle - Word of the Day
Image by Capri23auto from Pixabay