Category: Love

The Dog and the Butterfly


The Dog and the Butterfly

Oh how high he jumped
Into the sky
Excited and free
He felt like he could fly
Wherever you go
I will follow you, he said with a sigh 
She fluttered momentarily 
The dog and the butterfly
 
Up and over, in and out
Making him dizzy of his eyes
She teased him relentlessly
He wasn’t such a tough guy
A symbiotic relationship
He did run and was spry
She could hover out of reach
The dog and the butterfly
 
They would chase each other
Her love he did vie
She was lost without him
And he knew why
Happy together
They would never say goodbye
Opposites attract
The dog and the butterfly
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

d'Verse Poets Pub - Jilly's Thursday Prompt - Repetitive Forms

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Haven

Haven

The fragrant cedars
Standing uniformly
Along the skyline
A majestic sight
Of green lushness
In afternoon sunshine

Balmy breezes
Swaying branches
Shadows moving dark to light
Pending direction
At the will of the wind
Forming a spectacular sight

Down to the bay
The winding road curves
With vistas of azure sea
White bungalows 
Beaches of gold
A haven for you and me

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Balmy

Pending

Cedar

Uniform

 

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Infatuated

Infatuated

 

What happened last night

I must have been moonstruck

I felt so giddy

My head was dizzy

Was it just good luck?

 

I met you for the first time

And something just clicked

I released my fears

And shed no tears

It was as if you were handpicked

 

My excitement I could barely contain

I wanted to broadcast from rooftops

To the entire population

But out came only a murmuration

I might be just a little insane

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

 

Word Prompts:

Moonstruck

Broadcast

Shed

Population

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Good Dog – A Quadrille

Good Dog

A good dog you cannot spoil

Nor can you teach her

to wag her tail

 

She is an angel on earth

Sent to you so you’ll know

Things are not so frail

 

Unconditional love

is yours for the asking

Given freely for your avail

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

 

In response to Lillian’s prompt at D’Verse Poets Spoil – A Quadrille

Quadrille is exactly 44 words, excluding the title

Photo courtesy of Grace

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One

One

We are one and the same

My half matches yours

When you fall, I pick you up

Or we crawl on all fours

Get up my love

This is not the end

Together we can make it

On me you can depend

 

You are my precious jewel

A valued prize

I breathe your breath

Without you I’m paralyzed

You need me right now

and I will carry you to safety

Come now my dearest

It will always be you and me

 

Our haphazard limps in life

Are what balance us out

We lean on each other

That’s what we are about

Stabilizing and steadying

Each other we complement

Always there for each other

We seamlessly supplement

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Reena’s Exploration Challenge #63 – Photo Prompt

Word Prompts:

Jewel

Haphazard

 

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Vision – A Quadrille

Vision

In the early morning light

You are a vision without a care

Long red hair tied up in a velvet ribbon

Your green dress worn with flair

 

You are playful in spirit

and full of excitement

To say you are beautiful 

is an understatement   

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Kim at dVerse Poets Quadrille #67 Challenge – Early

A quadrille is poem of exactly 44 words including the prompt word

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Just a Matter of Time

Just a Matter of Time

It was sorcerous how she got there
Touching the stone thinking of a forebear
She was sent way back in time
To a place long before
Finding a love she wished for
Feeling like it was a crime

Living a life two centuries in yesteryear
Forgetting a husband once so dear
A fabulist weaving stories in her head
In the two lives she had dwelt
Once with a Briton and once with a Celt
Would either one believe a shred

Life full of magical fantasy
So far from her reality
A handsome warrior and protector
He had stolen her heart
How could they now ever part
For she had drunk his nectar

Reluctantly one day she returned
But the love she left there was spurned
The present was lost to her forever
The past called her to regress
To the highlands of tartan dress
She vowed to get there whenever

Lifting the hem of her frock
She scrambles up the rock
Stopping at the circle of stones
As she touches the granite
She begins to understand it
Feeling a shiver in her bones

She passes through time
Falling and tumbling in rhyme
Looking for the same track
To that time of long ago
Where she had dared to go
Now wishing to go back

Would he still be waiting there
Or would he forswear
Rejecting her devotion
Could he believe her story
Or see it as an allegory
or some foolish notion

Time really did stand still
She thought falling down the hill
It just won’t wait for any man
She felt fierce in commitment
Not fearing embarrassment
Vowing only that she can

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Inspired by the novel Outlander by Diana Gabaldon

Word Prompts:

Granite

Fabulist

Fierce

OctPoWriMo – Poem a Day #20 – Time Stands Still

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Can

Photo:  Craigh na Dun, near Inverness Scotland

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Primal

Primal

As I look into your eyes

Listening to whimpering cries

I know I am smitten

Nothing can spoil

or attempt to foil

Because it has been written

 

From my strength you draw

life’s blood in your claw

as you take shelter

But the lies and conceit

will always repeat

Know that in hell you will swelter

 

For you I will fight tigers

And deal with the liars

In order to insulate

I promise to keep you safe

Until my hands are chafe

My life’s work to facilitate

 

Your beauty is brilliant

Your body resilient

You are surely tough

A blast from the skies

In rain it cries

No umbrella is enough

 

My love will you protect

and never neglect

as long as I do live

I’ll shelter you from harm

your enemies disarm

and forever forgive

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Blast

Conceit

Draw

Brilliant

Spoil

Umbrella – OctPoWriMo – Poem a Day #15

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Faraway

Faraway

Faraway in my dreams
You wait for me here
We kiss in sunlight
and then you disappear

You come and go
whenever I wish
Never staying long
Swimming away like a fish

Playfully you are the wind
Blowing up my dress
Water splashing me
Gently like a caress

Sometimes I hide
And you have to go seek
Running down the beach
While I admire your physique

My fantasy is
one day you’ll stay
Then you’ll be mine forever
and no longer faraway

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Sue Vincent’s Write/Photo Prompt Faraway

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Mine

Mine

The feeling was involuntary
Impossible to hold back
Encompassing my body
In a gradual attack

Filling my heart with love
To be poured over you
In sensual oils to massage
And the kiss of morning dew

Tied in silk ribbons
Your limbs I will bind
So you will stay forever
Lady Justice is blind

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

 

Word Prompts:

Gradual

Heart

Justice

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