Category: Loss

Broken Dreams

Broken Dreams

Once upon a time
when you were my lover
we used to live in our world
of magical fantasy with
new experiences to discover

Fearless and free
We sailed the seven seas
Swimming in oceans
Enduring blizzards
And climbing trees

Our dreams were endless
and energy unbounded
A magical pair
Living in enchantment
Any negativity unfounded

Was it then prophetic
that you went away?
You became my former lover
Our lives modified
No longer here to stay

I fascinated you no longer
The spell was broken
In a New York minute
My hopes and wishes dashed
Another word never spoken

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing

Word Promp[ts:

Prophetic

Former

Blizzard

Modify

OctProWriMo – Poem a Day #18 – Once Upon a Time

 

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This House is not a Home

This House is not a Home

As I look around the room
In its disrepair
The beauty is still here
In this house
where we raised our children
Your essence is everywhere

The dirt and grime is thick
Covering the furniture and drapes
The height chart on the wall
no longer visible
and there’s the chair where you
bandaged the scrapes

Memories of our family
Are buried deep in this grime
Layers of our life disguised
In the filth of other’s lives
But their neglect
is the only crime

That you are gone from my life
is the tragedy I cannot bear
This house no longer my home
I just came to see
if you were still here
Why is life so unfair?

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Mish’s Challenge at dVerse Poets Beauty in Ugliness

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Solitary Man

Solitary Man

I am haunted by your words
That lay heavy on my heart
We are only as strong
as the miles between us
Destined to be apart

There is a sense of dislocation
I am an empty vessel
With all the hangover
and none of the buzz
All these things I wrestle

Reflecting on our last night
Sitting in the park by the lake
The color of your eyes
In the moonlight
I melted like a snowflake

I was dancing on air
Until you laid out your plan
You were leaving me
Never to return
I am now a solitary man

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Haunted

Color

Fjord/Lake

Park/Parking

Solitary

OctPoWriMo – Poem a Day – #10 Dancing on Air

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The Lady of the Lake

Lady of the Lake

The moon had risen in the black sky
Giving an ethereal luminescence
Silver shimmering ripples on the lake
Magical in its quivering quintessence

The place of myths and legends
Mystery suspended in the cool night air
A white vision stands at water’s edge
A commanding presence with her long hair

The Lady of the Lake a mourning bride
of a soldier murdered by his men
Distraught she threw herself to her death
Forever trapped to roam over and again

Wandering the walls of the Charles Fort
A familiar sight of agonized plight
Grief-stricken for her dead groom
She walks the darkened streets at night

Her trapped spirit  forever nocturnal
Appearing to those who can see
The Lady of the Lake is still mourning
Her loss forever burned into history

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

 

OctPoWriMo – A Poem a Day – October #7

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Prompted by a Tragic Irish Ghost Story The White Lady of Kinsale

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Lover’s Legacy

Lover’s Legacy

I bury my face in your shirt
Smelling your cologne
Still lingering on the fabric
Laundered clean since then
Yet you are there touching my senses
The ritual almost tantric

Coffee brewing in the pot
Kitchen filled with a glorious aroma
Morning smells familiar of you
Fresh baked bread and soft butter
Roses picked fresh from the garden
Sweet and fragrant still covered in dew

If love had a scent
It would bear your name
Your essence is omnipresent
Each room I wander into
Provoking memories of you
But you are now absent

As always lost in my reverie
Dreaming of what we once had
and wondering why it went wrong
Did I become invisible by loving you
And you could no longer see me
Or did you never quite belong

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Gina’s Challenge – Comfort Smell – at D’Verse Poets

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Departed

Departed

I harvest the remnants
of our life once complete
Limiting the time I spend
Reminiscing
As my heart now deplete

My eyes look around
the spartan room
Your things gone
and furniture removed
A feeling of empty gloom

My eyes drawn to the window
Afternoon sun bathing the glade
In a matinee performance
of fantastic color and light
A silent serenade

Missing you, still loving you
Feeling you here
Where life used to exemplify
our love and intimacy
Now fated to disappear

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Harvest

Spartan

Glade

Limit

Exemplify

OctPoWriMo – October Poem a day

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Lies

Lies

One little lie, two little lies
Three lies, four
This is how it begins
Hard to keep track
Impossible to ignore

Choosing to go down
that slippery slope
There’s no turning back
The choice has been made
Say goodbye to all hope

Infatuation is a welcome guest
But he obscures your vision
With a diaphanous veil
Making you the fool
Of bad decisions

Improvisation attempted
But not availed
You’ve shown your true colors
A relationship is now in ruins
His love cruelly assailed

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Daily Word Prompts:

Slippery

Infatuation

Guest

Diaphanous

Improvise

Ruins

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Evil Woman

Evil Woman

You scarred him for life
Midwife to the devil
So full of jealousy
You egotistical witch
Taking the gift of motherhood
To an unacceptable level

Poor child yearning for approval
Just wishing for the love of his mother
Instead he gets a competitor
A green-eyed monster
Craving the attention meant for him
As if she were his wicked stepmother

A pathological narcissist
Always cruel and wicked
With only love for herself
Doing damage for a lifetime
He was just an innocent boy
Now a man afflicted

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Gone

Gone

No more black and white
Just shadows of grey
Direction is no longer clear
Since you went away

Numerous times
I question why
You left so suddenly
But never a reply

A ghost like presence
Where you once were
Never again
To darken my door

Your essence everywhere
Woven into my life
Carrying it in my body
Twisting against the knife

Your voice lingering
In the empty room
Not answering my words
Nothing left to exhume

Bravado my new guise
Not wishing to show anguish
Reflexive responses
In my misery I languish

A sense of foreboding
You will never return
Life with you
I will have to unlearn

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Numerous

Bravado

Reflex

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Young

Young

When we were young
We were in love and smitten
Every sound was a symphony
The world was smiling at us
Words of devotion written

When we were young
You were the most adorable
The one everybody wanted
But I claimed the prize
Everything became possible

When we were young
There was that September
Memories made
Words of love spoken
Do you remember?

When we were young
I was transported
To dizzying heights
A ring put on my finger
Vows purported

When we were young
Promises were forsaken
Reality resonated
A rose given with thorns
A heart left broken

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Remember

Adorable

Symphony

Resonate

Transport

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