Category: Hope

In Denial

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In Denial

 
I am living in denial
An island in a sea of fear
Immune from pain
Where no one can hear
the voices always in my head
Sometimes wishing 
for a different feeling
and one not of dread
 
Too frightened to face
what I perceive as inevitable
What we once had
is now possibly irrevocable
How I wish to go back
to the state of happiness
When you loved me
and wrapped me in tenderness
 
For now I will remain
Neither here nor there
Persistent in this haven 
Out of the cruel glare
Praying for an outcome
That I can withstand
To return to you or
forever be in the hinterland
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Wish

Persist

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In The Long Run

		

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In the Long Run


Like kissing a train

Going down the tracks

Or catching a falling knife

So is the world with you

Danger wherever I look

Sometimes in fear for my life


Jump on the bandwagon 

Or continue to boredom

What is life if not lived?

Dull and predictable

Lonely and missing

Better to be alive than dead


Your energy inspiring

Exciting and contagious 

A miracle in the making

Getting into character

Each day is live theater

A slice of life for the taking


Adrenalin junkie

I’m not sure that I am 

Just a need to be at your side

No matter the weather

We are better together

I’m along for the ride


Flying up to the high

Hanging on to your coat tails

And turning on a dime

Sharing your crazy world

Better or worse

Leaving would be a crime


 


Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©


 


Word Prompts:


Inspiring


Theater


Miracle


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Lost Dog

		

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Lost Dog


 


The frost was nipping at my toes


So I knew how cold he was feeling


The lone, collarless dog by the lamp post


was undoubtedly shivering


 


I looked in the store windows


and scanned newspaper classifieds


Looking for Lost Dog pleas


Hoping to make someone gratified


 


I talked to passers by


and made some calls


there was no luck to be had


I was hitting brick walls


 


The dog looked up at me


with his sad doleful eyes


I picked him up holding him tight


and walked home with my star prize


 


Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©


 


Word Prompts:


Doleful


Frost


Classified


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This poem should warm your heart. Today’s Word Prompts got me thinking about all the stray dogs out there in ghastly winter weather.  Bless them.  I hope they find shelter ❤️


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Trail

		

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Trail


 


As we trudge life’s treacherous trail


That might be going nowhere


With you as my companion


We might just end up somewhere


 


For each blind leap of faith


I value our shared camaraderie


In your friendship I trust


It was never mandatory


 


When you are tired


I will take the lead


And carry you


If there is ever a need


 


Footsteps side by side


Shoulder to shoulder resilience


Leaning on each other


Impossible to outshine brilliance


 


Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©


Word Prompts:


Camaraderie


Trail


Mandatory


Brilliance


 


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The Fire Within

		

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The Fire Within


An electric shock

Caused my body to quiver

His touch had made me shiver


An Involuntary reaction

To this unplanned meeting

A coincidence worth repeating


The fire began to burn within me

Hoping it was in him too

I was feeling quite the shrew


Igniting each other’s flame

Was it the start of something special

Or could he turn out to be the devil


We won’t know unless we perform

The traditional mating dance

Oh please just let me have a chance


 


Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©


 


In Response to Victoria hosting tonight’s Prompt at DVerse Poets Pub – Fire


 


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Feast

		

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Feast


Let me drink from your fountain

So is may quench my thirst

Allow me to feast at your table

Where we will talk in verse


May I dance in your moonlight

And amuse you in delight

Honor your majesty

Until I can you excite


Permit me to clothe you

In ribbons of gold

Crown you with a wreath of laurels

Your beauty to behold


Perhaps you’ll take me as your muse

So I may inspire your masterpiece

You will keep me with you

Until the our lifeblood does cease


 


Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©


 


Word Prompt:


Quench


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Enslaved

		

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Enslaved


For one brief moment


I saw that glimmer of hope


That comes with every sunrise


 


Is this the day


when I will no longer


hear the words that chastise?


 


Will this be the day


Someone comes for me


To lead me from the darkness


 


So I can be free


from this prison


of cruelty and starkness


 


Perhaps today you will forget


to lock the door of this room


so I might escape


 


Being your sex slave


has taken it toll


I can take no more brutal rape


 


Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©


 


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Prompts:


OctPoWriMo – Poem a Day #21 – How will I know


and in response to Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt (Below) Glimmer




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Patience

		

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Patience


 


I know what I want


Saying it again and again


Never materializing


Always demoralizing


This is insane


 


In this life I’ve searched


For you in my dreams


I can visualize you


And feel you


Or so it seems


 


It’s as if I actually know you


We are already together


Understanding each well


Never having to say farewell


Bonded like birds of a feather


 


I think your thoughts


and you know my feelings


You are the Yang


I am the Yin


The harmony is revealing


 


Patience is a virtue


Until you find me I wait


Ready to receive


Knowingly I apperceive


The arrival of my soul mate


 


Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©


 


OctPoWriMo – Poem a Day #19 – What do you want


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My Side of You

		

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My side of you


One day, just once

I want you to be

on my side of you


Maybe then you

would understand

and have a clue


What it is like

to hear what you say

and feel what you do


To shield the arrows

of words that

always ensue


You would stand

in my shoes

and perhaps get a sense


of how I feel

when you get a laugh

at my expense


To come down

from your castle

in the air


Be at my level

just for a moment

and begin to care


Perhaps then

you would see

what is precious


Something to treasure

and protect

and not contentious


One day, just once

I want you to be

on my side of you


 


Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©


In response to Linda G Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Perfect


Fandango’s word of the day Castle


OctPoWriMo Poem a Day #13 – If I were you


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Banjo

		

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Banjo


It was early in the day

The market street was busy

An average sized crowd had gathered

He played sitting on a high stool

Banjo boy why are you not in school


The music was amazing

His talent evident

He looked thirteen years of age

Certainly nobody’s fool

Banjo boy why are you not in school


There was cash thrown into his case

His audience was enthralled

By the artistry he displayed

Mesmerized by his stringed tool

Banjo boy why are you not in school


His jeans were raggedy

Shoes worn and soiled

Hair unwashed and straggly

But still he was pretty cool

Banjo boy why are you not in school?


On closer look

There was sadness in his eyes

He looked a little malnourished

Under that sweater of wool

Banjo boy why are you not in school


Likely homeless or a peddler

Making money with his gift

Impressing all with his music

His situation seeming cruel

Banjo boy why are you not in school


His flair for performance

Was evident in his ease

The dirty street was his oasis

Convenient and free was the rule

Banjo boy why are you not in school


I stared at him through a prism

Seeing his potential multiplied

Wishing him the success he needed

To extricate himself from this cesspool

Banjo boy why are you not in school


 


Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©


Word Prompts:


Average


Convenient


Oasis


Peddler


Prism


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