Category: Pain

A Depression

A Depression

Clouds race in anger
across the sky’s limitless expanse
Blown by an impatient wind
shaking the fringes of trees
Thunder claps its warning
of what is to come
Darkening moodiness
blankets the atmosphere
and I feel the oppressiveness
of the moment
It mirrors my mood
as I curl into a ball
Unspoken words
hang in silence
Lightning cracks
Illuminating the horror
of what has become my hell
I pray for a deluge
to wash away the demons


Copyright © 2020 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing
All Rights Reserved


Note.  I do not suffer with depression but the barometric pressure of dark stormy weather does give me  
bad headaches.


Prompts

Skys the limit - Stream of Consciousness 
Warning - Word of the Day
Fringe - RDP

Image by Abel Escobar from Pixabay

Deluded

lonely woman under night sky
Photo by Veerendra on Pexels.com

Deluded

It is when the night comes
and the air hangs in silence
you again enter my mind
Perplexing thoughts refusing to die
Filling my head as the stillness struggles to calm
Recalled memories still stinging
Drawn by your magnetism
I was fooled by a charlatan
Brazen and heartless
Robbing me of joy
I was taken by your guile
and allowed caution to blow in the wind
My ticket to ride, a purchase made in haste



Copyright © 2020 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing
All Rights Reserved

Word Prompts

Joy - RDP
Perplex - Word of the Day
Guile - FOWC
Magnet - Stream of Consciousness

Misunderstood

Misunderstood

Your eyes no longer hide the truth
They have become the lens
to your dark soul
The bitterness written
between the lines of your face
Chiseled deep into the crevices
where it now resides
Dragging the once curve of a smile
into a permanent scowl
The magnitude of your suffering
living on display for all to see
Your strange, misunderstood past
responsible for a demeanor 
that pushes friendship away
Making it impossible for anyone
to come close so they might
know more of your story and pain



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All Rights Reserved

Word Prompts
Beginning with “M” - Stream of Consciousness
Magnitude - FOWC
Strange - RDP

Image by Sammy-Williams from Pixabay 

Taken -Poem of the Month – November 2020

silhouette of person s hand touching water during sunset
Photo by Emre Kuzu on Pexels.com

Taken

Standing in silver light
of consumed moon
Staring out to sea
Hair, raven black
Lifted by the wind
 
Palmed rose, thorny
Color of blood
Clutched tightly
to a heaving breast
as tears flowed
 
Skulls of saints
calling to lost souls
in watery graves
Where pearls from tissue
calcify in salty sea
 
Lured by songs
of sailors lost
Blood trickles
from royal flesh
taken by waves

 
Copyright © 2020 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing
All Rights Reserved

Laura Bloomsbury is hosting D'Verse Poets
tonight and has shared with us some beautiful
poems by Samuel Greenberg.  She asked us to
choose five of his twenty one "charms" taken
from his poem The Pale Impromptu and create a poem.
Mine are highlighted below.

Dim Accuracy; Candle salve; Consumed moon;
Eyes jealousy; Fouls deviation; Grey life;  
Hearts brow; Lucid farrows; Nulling marrows;
Painted mirth; Pale heat; Palmed rose;
Pearls from tissue; Pellucid quest; Royal flesh;
Skulls of saints; Slime pigments; Spiritual songs;
Solitudes wish; Times chant; Yellow dreams;


 

Bruised Sky

Bruised Sky

Looking upward
I see the blue-grey
evening sky
sprinkled
with peppered clouds
Beautiful 
in its color coordination
But reminding me
of the ugly secret
 
The creaminess
of my skin
mottled with
blue-grey bruises
getting darker
like the sky
turning purple
and yellow
like the sinking sun
 
The night comes
and envelops me
in its darkness
Suffocating
My own words
ringing in my ears
as usual
It is my fault
It is always my fault

 
Copyright (c) 2020 Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing
All Rights Reserved

Grace is hosting Open Link Night at D'Verse Poets

Please Note:  This poem is not about me.  It is
written based on a conversation I had with someone
last week who is a survivor of domestic abuse.

Photo by 辰曦 on Unsplash



Wake

Wake

Wishes that would
awaken a silent heart
Buoyancy of hopes
and dreams
once safely tethered
are now washed away
in your wake
Left vulnerable
and unsafe
Treading water
in the changing
climate of choppy seas
once hot with passion
Now chillingly cold 
as I am left
searching
once more for
an emotional life raft

 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Prompts

Awaken - RDP
Climate - FOWC

We Breathe As One

We Breathe As One

My brother once again
we are in this place
of pain and hurt
Nothing has changed
Will it ever?
My skin is still your skin
My blood your blood
My skeleton
a mirror of yours
Our biology identical
We breathe the same air
Our tears flow together
in a stream
of consciousness 
Our pain is shared
as we fight together
to be heard
Our colors blend
in shades of the earth
from whence we come
The anger inside me
can no longer
be suppressed
Enough is enough
for I cannot stand by
and see one more
of my brothers and sisters
taken from this world
by ignorance
hatred and brutality
Our fight must continue
We will be heard
Black Lives Matter
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Grace is hosting D'Verse Poets
Open Link Night

Tonight I expanded on a Quadrille I wrote
in June called Blood Brothers following the
death of George Floyd. The events in recent
weeks here in the US continue to haunt me
and I needed to write more relating to
Black Lives Matter

Image by Alexandra_Koch from Pixabay  

The Other Side

The Other Side

Hiding behind the mask
I see you for who you are
You, the benevolent one
Generous because you can
Money lights up the eyes
of the taker
Always hungry for more
They see this side of you
 
From here I see the other 
I know you better
Cloaked in darkness
The one who inflicts pain
With words slashing and stealing
Harvesting hearts
To be placed like trophies
on a shelf of despondency
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Sadje's What Do You See Photo Prompt

Word Prompts

Benevolent - Word of the Day
Harvest - RDP
Despondent - FOWC
 

Sadness – Poem of the Month – September 2020

Sadness

Another day
bleeds into night
as feelings
of despondency 
once more hang
in morbidity
Excitement 
a faded memory
of feelings
long forgotten
Eyes well with tears
as the heart struggles
to find it’s rhythm
Love’s death
a cross too heavy
to bear
and once more
the darkness comes


Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts

Excitement - Word of the Day
Eyes - RDP

Unhealed Wounds

Unhealed Wounds

She saw herself 
again as a child
and wept
the same tears
The horror
of that day 
Carved in the mind
Deep, open wounds
that will never heal
Still Haunting 
Residing within her 
like a parasite
Eating away at her core
Her so called surprise gift
was that of domestic
sexual abuse
from someone trusted
A father figure
A family member
A manipulator
A maniac
A thief
who stole her life
Robbed her of dignity 
Demanding her silence
Here at this very place



Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Sadje’s What do you See photo challenge
Word  Prompts
Domestic - RDP
Maniac - FOWC 
A word beginning with CH - Stream of Consciousness Saturday

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