Category: Life

Blackout

Blackout

Two black dogs
pulling me forward
The sensation in my head
was fuzzy  
My direction wavered
to the left
to the right
to the left again
Can I make it across the bridge?
 
I was flying
on the back of a dolphin
The ride was thrilling
until the descent
to ground 
Gravel in my knees
stinging
as I stared
at the dog collar
minus one dog
 
Not a dream
but light headedness
and blackout 
Kissing the pavement
before sending me
to la-la land
One patient dog
sitting
The other wrestled free
and ate the grass
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Grace is hosting D’Verse Poets tonight and has prompted us with Stream of Consciousness writing. She explains that basically, its purpose is to emulate the passage of thought through your mind without any inhibitors. For that reason, sentences become longer, less organized and more sporadic in style. Its lack of structure is not for everybody, but that doesn’t mean there isn’t any order. Stream of consciousness permits deeper patterns of order to emerge, ones based on the genuine movement of information in your brain.






	    

Prism

Prism

I love to gaze 
at your face
A perfect structure
Yet at times
twisted in pain
or anger
Your beauty
fragmented
into pieces
that do not fit
Distorted views
through the prism
of your fears
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Written for Reena's Exploration Challenge - Cubism

Worn Away

Worn Away

Under the feet
of the greedy
resolve is slowly
worn away with time
The downtrodden
deplete of energy
Emotionless
Living with
reluctant acceptance
of what they find
impossible to change



Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing © 

In response to Sue Vincent’s weekly write/photo

Me

Me

I am wild
and boisterous
Fearless and fierce
I am me

I am adventurous
and curious
Gutsy and brave
I am me

I tow the line
and follow instructions
Respectful and dutiful
I am me

I am kind
and considerate
Thoughtful and benevolent
I am me

I care
and I love
Gentle and sweet
I am me

I write
and I create
Questioning and truthful
I am me

I argue
and fight
Cry and scream
I am me

I cause pain
and offend
Angry and indignant
I am human


Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Grace is hosting D’Verse Poets tonight and has
prompted us with writing a poem in the the first
person narrative.  I am sharing a poem I wrote a couple of
years ago. 

Work in Progress

Work in Progress

Ever changing
circle of life
and love
Growing and evolving
with respect and honor
Giving and receiving
Supporting and leaning
Loving and hating
Sometimes crashing and burning
with resentment and bitterness
Futile arguments
Begrudging compromise
Sending each other
in different directions
Searching for emotional life rafts
A place to breathe
and heal from 
stinging words
of anger
hurled without thought
More harshly spoken
than truth in their meaning
Uneven edges of a puzzle
trying to fit
any which way
Sharp corners slicing softness
leaving bloody lesions
Healing but scarring
Forever reminders
of imperfections
on each side
of the equation
A never-ending challenge
Learning
to live and love
as one


Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts

Futile - Word of the Day
Begrudge - FOWC

Truth

Truth

You were
my king
my idol
I worshipped you
each day
bringing you
gifts of fruit
and flowers
touched by sunshine
kissed with tears
and made
with my love
 
You feasted
on my bounty
and reclined in
the warmth
of my passion
Enjoying
the relief of my
rescue
I filled the
emptiness
in your dark heart
and became
your doormat
 
Fact
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts

King - Word of the Day
Relief - RDP
Fact - FOWC

Image by Kris Åsard from Pixabay 
   

OCD

OCD

Obsessive I know I am
Compulsive, perhaps
I happen to give a damn
as things might collapse
 
Order is important to me
so I can maintain control
All where it’s supposed to be
then its perfection I can extoll 
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Laura is hosting Poetics tonight at D'Verse
and shared with us some beautiful poems by
Eliabeth Jennings who has a very clear and
direct style of writing.  So Laura has prompted
us with the word "Order" to be used as a noun.

Image by Erro Fleck from Pixabay 

The First Step

The First Step

The road is long
and not for the
faint-hearted
It will bend and twist
uphill and down
Unforgiving
and full of
pot holes
There is no choice
on this journey
of life
You will stumble
and fall
and at times
you will reach
a crossroads
where sometimes
you will stay
in neutral
Unsure
and unknowing
You will take
the wrong path
without question
but you will learn
from the mistake
and carry on
to the next junction
With experience
you will choose wisely
There are no shortcuts
on this road
called life
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
 
 
 In response to Sue Vincent's Write/Photo

Bad Apple

Bad Apple

My instincts
screamed at me
but I chose
not to listen
You,
opinionated
and arrogant 
Rubbing me
the wrong way
but charming
and smooth
with an 
engaging
charm
I turned a blind eye 
Telling myself 
the positives 
outweighed
the negatives
But a bad apple
poisons the barrel
and we died
a slow and painful
death
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Anmol, alias HA, is hosting D'Verse Poets
tonight and has prompted us with writing
about an apple.

Word Prompt
Smooth - RDP

Image by Bill Kasman from Pixabay 

Bayou

Bayou

A full moon
glints through
Swamp Willow
and a reticent
breeze
whispers
its secrets
only to the night

Burning sun
concedes to
a heavy, hanging,
suffocating
atmosphere
as the 
cricket chorus
begins

Beaded sweat
gathers quickly
on weary foreheads
and fans rotate
stagnant air
in wretched rooms
Relief
Impossible
Elusive

 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts

Quickly - Word TheDay
Impossible - FOWC

Photo by Mathieu Cheze on Unsplash
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