In its final burst of energy the setting sun leaves the day with its warmth and glow Taking nothing from us other than the memories it championed With its flickering light slipping slowly below the horizon the remains of the day gently turn to night A sense of oneness with the universe A flicker of hope for a better tomorrow Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing © Prompts Sue Vincent's Weekly Write/Photo Champion - Word of the Day Tonight - FOWC Better - RDP
Impossible
to survive one week
without shedding tears
Togetherness for a day or two
but never seven,
The sum of all fears
Happiness serialized
in installments
Each one intense
Gasping for breath
Wishing for the next
to ease the suspense
Carried along
with romance but
dashed by the dramatic
Each episode
a mystery
Endings climactic
Hope
a distant dream
in a future series
Featuring a new cast
of characters and
conspiracy theories
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts:
Hope - RDP
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Her aura red
with shades of blue
and gold
Bringing love
and positivity
signifying
a higher love
waiting for me
The calming
influences
she brings to me
in a cup
from which
I drink thirstily
with passion
for what will come
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
In response to Sue Vincent's Weekly Write/Photo
The light at the end
of the tunnel
comes into view
under a guiding star
An end and
a beginning
I now know
where we are
Unwavering
and resolute
with an open eye
on the prize
The finish line nears
A fugacious year ends
Leaving us more wise
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts:
Star - Word of the Day
Fugacious - RDP
Open - FOWC
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At her
darkest moment
feeling lost
and alone
The sun burst
through
A sign
a beacon
to follow
out of the fog
A guiding light
swathing her
in comforting
warmth
Taking her hand
leading her from
despondency
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
In responce to Sadje's
What Do You See Photo Challenge
Faceless bodies
rushing, pushing
Hurry up and wait
Toying with time
pushing the envelope
knowing it is late
Senseless shopping
Gifts of nonsense
Obligated to buy
Traditions upheld
Always been that way
No one knows why
Tasteless purchases
of careless choice
The pressure is on
Anything is better
than nothing
Buy before its gone
Windowless world
of the homeless
A far greater need
Ignored, unnoticed
hungry and cold
Someone else can feed
Helpless and harmless
Spare a thought
for those without
The gift of giving
is good for the soul
It’s what it’s all about
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Laura is hosting at D'Verse Poets
tonight and has asked us to consider
when less is more and prompted us with
using one or more of the following:
ageless ~ boundless ~ breathless ~ careless ~
cloudless ~ colourless ~ faceless ~ fearless ~
feckless ~ flawless ~ formless ~ harmless ~
heedless ~ helpless ~ homeless ~ listless ~
needless ~ restless ~ rootless ~ senseless ~
tasteless ~ weightless ~ windowless ~ wordless
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Laying here in the darkness
waiting for daybreak
I hug the pillow closer
pretending it is you
Wishing you were here
Laying beside me
Where I could gaze
at you sleeping
Watching your
rapid eye movement
Hoping I was in your dreams
and not in the shade
where you left me
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts:
Daybreak - Daily Addictions
Hug - RDP
Rapid - FOWC
Shade - Stream of Conciousness
Confusion and hurt
when life and love
are fragmented images
in a broken mirror
Jagged pieces
of partial pictures
forcing them to fit
does not make them clearer
Love seen only
in the abstract
where sometimes
it was a safe place to be
Life in reality
too arduous, difficult
a price to pay
and a yearning to be free
But a magnanimous heart
always gives benefit
to a multitude of doubts
A habit to woo the nemesis
Glueing back the pieces
of a fractured life
Compassionate and forgiving
Awaiting a new genesis
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts
Habit - WotD
Confusion - RDP
Magnanimous - FOWC
Bjorn is hosting at D'Verse Poets Pub
and has prompted us with metaphors
As the last rays of sun
stretch down to touch the earth
and the final leaf falls from the tree
I will still be here, waiting
for you and all that it is worth
Let the darkness come
and smother me with dread
For I will soon know
whether you will finally come
or my fear will tear me to shreds
A lifetime spent in anticipation
of this moment to arrive
When love be requited
and we are together at last
so my heart will revive
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Sue Vincent's Thursday Write/Photo Challenge
Sarah is hosting tonight at D'Verse Poets and
has prompted has with poetry about waiting
D'Verse Poets - Waiting
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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