Category: Love

Go with the Flow

Go with the Flow

Love flows like the river
Meandering slowly
and raging rapidly 
Over life’s obstacles
Along the way attracting
insignificant annoyances
and heated arguments
Latching on like barnacles
 
In its wild torrent 
it will break your strength
and splinter hope
Leaving memories that sting
When it is calm and still
At its deepest point
That is where the love is strong
and this is where to cling
 
Unimportant disagreements
Never forgotten in the wake of pain
No longer instrumental
or helpful to your endeavor
Inconsequential debates
and endless contention
Meaningless now
Because love is forever
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Splinter

River

Instrumental

Memories

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Waiting For You

Waiting For You


Where feathers flutter to the earth
and the bamboo reaches the sky
On the morning grass covered in dew
 
Where the hedgerows are lined
with wild flowers intense with color
That’s where I will wait for you
 
Where the sun sets on the horizon
and the rain falls into the stream
In the forest where moonlight peeks through
 
Where the sunlight falls on a grassy meadow
Or glints in-between the trees
That’s where I will wait for you
 
When the oceans eventually run dry
And the sun falls from the sky
When the mountains crumble from view
 
When the earth finally comes to an end
And there is nothing left to see
That’s where I will wait for you

 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

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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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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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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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Musical Notes – Tanka

Musical Notes

Staring at the moon

Looking for answers to life

Like a lover scorned

The soulful cello awoke

Your essence was there once more

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

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In responce to OctPoWriMo Challenge Notes – a Tanka

The challenge suggested using notes that we keep to prompt our writing.  I always have the sound of the cello in my head and had made some notes about how it made me feel.

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