Category: Hope

Still Hoping

Still Hoping

Through the layers
of your mind
I sometimes see hope
Hidden between the anger
and hurt that you cling to
refusing to let go
 
But it is weak
starved of nourishment
Ignored, in favor
of the animosity you harbor
Your life blood, you think
Yet it drains your existence
 
I wait and wish
for its survival
because then I might
be able to stay, forever
However, if you ignore it,
then I too will die
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompt:

Layer - FOWC

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Alter Ego

Alter Ego

Sometimes in between
the darkness and the dawn
the mind wanders, searching
for where the wild things are
as if naturally drawn
 
Images of hope and excitement
where you may spurt and sputter
Be free without limitations
or shackles that imprison
and who will care what you utter
 
Follow your heart to this place
where imagination becomes reality
and self-confidence grows like weeds
Your self-esteem will expand
and dreams become an actuality
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts

Mistake - WotD

Sputter - RTD

Go Dog Go Cafe - Promote Yourself Monday

Go Dog Go Cafe - Where The Wild Things Are

Walking Away

Walking Away


A blustery wind
blew cold
in the early morning light
lifting the fog
of the previous night
 
My mood still dark
and now cold like the air
Your words disingenuous
Confusing, hurtful
The evening, tempestuous
 
Finding your truth
an impossible task
Offering only lip service
You are on a different page
as if under another auspice 
 
Walking away from you
easier than it seemed
Parting a not so sweet sorrow
With the daylight comes the sun
and the warmth of tomorrow
 
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Fog

Blustery

Disingenuous

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Lost

Lost

Little boy
What are you doing?
Are you hiding
from someone
or just fooling?
 
You are lost you say
as you look through tears
Let me help you
We’ll find mommy
no need for fears
 
You were playing
hide and seek
with your siblings
You forgot how to count
so, you decided to peek
 
No one was there
and off you went
calling out loud
not finding anyone
as if you lost the scent
 
It felt like forever
you were searching
No one came to get you
Scared and now hungry
Night time approaching
 
Voices in the distance
Brought hope to his heart
Parents screaming joy
Their boy had been found
Never again to be apart
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Hélène Vaillant's what Do You See
Photo Challenge
 

Found

Found

Another Thursday rolls around
and she walks to the village green
slowly
 
She will stand by the old oak tree
Sure that today he will be there
waiting
 
This her new weekly ritual
A pilgrimage to her lost love
Longing
 
Two years had passed since he left her
to fight in an overseas war
Hoopla
 
He was a marine proud and true
and a hero in her young eyes
Glory
 
Missing in action they told her
Sorry but we cannot do more
Useless
 
She refused to give up her hope
Although everyone would rib her
Kindly
 
As always her heart did a skip
But today he was standing there 
Oorah!
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts

Longing

Rib

Hoopla

Saturday Luck Dip Prompt from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie
“Synchronicity” (The state or fact of being synchronous or
simultaneous; synchronism. Coincidence of events that seem
to be meaningfully related.). This form consists of eight three-line
stanzas in a syllable pattern of 8/8/2. This poetry type has no rhyme
and is written in the first person with a twist. The twist is to be
revealed within the last two stanzas. Created by Debra Gundy.


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Dance with Me

Dance With Me

Dance with me
to music only I can hear
hold me tight
so I have no fear
Dance with me
by the sea shore
wait and listen
for the waves' roar

Dance with me
on the cliff’s edge
Staring down
from the rocky ledge
Dance with me
in the silvery moonlight
That I may look at you
past the stroke of midnight
 
Dance with me
and turnover your heart
I am your muse
We must never part
Dance with me
around this world
It is now the time
for wings to be unfurled
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts

World

Wait

Turnover

National Poetry Writing Month
#NaPoWriMo - Day 15 - April 15
Today's prompt was optional

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Dreaming

Dreaming

The rain pounding
on the windows
like stones
being thrown
The branches
shook hard
and the leaves
were all blown
 
Cold and miserable
was the common
feeling of 
every day
Longing for sunshine
beaches and
swaying palms
a beach and a bay
 
Gazing into wishes
Staring out the dream
Holding desires
close to the chest
A future coming
Into focus
Escaping the misery
has become the quest
 
A wish soon
to be realized
Just a matter of
when and where
Is a gift to self
a selfish gift?
Does it really matter
and who would care?
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Prompts:

National Poetry Writing Month
Sunday, April 7 - Day 

Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem of gifts
and joy. What would you give yourself, if you could have
anything? What would you give someone else?

Word Prompts:

Gaze

Chest

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Seeds

Seeds

In the forest
of petrified trees
where there is not
even a leaflet
to be found
There, lives hope
 
Under the earth
the seeds
of sentiment
struggle to germinate
So they may
walk life’s tightrope
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Hope

Leaflet

Petrified

Sentiment

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Offering

Offering

The forecast is bright
with no chance of showers
The sun shines
and birds sing
My world full of flowers
 
A spring in my step
and a steady gait
As I walk towards you
well prepared 
and accepting of my fate
 
Determined to win you back
in this arena of possibility
My confidence level high
With balance of mind
Convinced of the feasibility
 
A heady combination
Of love and adoration
I bring you my heart
as my humble offering
and wait in anticipation
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Combine

Forecast

Arena

Balance

Determined

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Wishing and Hoping

Wishing and Hoping


Dare I dream
that one day I will be
playing on the beach
down by the sea
making sandcastles
catching fish
collecting shells
making a wish
 
Living in snow
more than half a year 
heavy clothes
and winter gear
sunshine hidden
for most of the time
frozen world
it seems like a crime
 
I wish and hope
and want to be
warm and happy
under a palm tree
goodbye cold and snow
Please set me free
so I may live
down by the sea
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Hélène Vaillant's Was Do You See Prompt

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