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
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
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
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
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
I kept quiet for so long checking my tongue and making silent screams Secretly hoarding thoughts into my own private stash Fatigued by the roller coaster of emotions that I navigate each day by just being the other half of you Some are better than others but mostly I am dragged behind hanging on for dear life My reserve worn thin and my emotions tangled in knots The only escape is imagining that cathartic moment when I finally release Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing © Word Prompts Cathartic - Word of the Day Fatigue - RDP Stash - FOWC Image by Dietmar Wiedemann from Pixabay
Maintaining composure You cannot see what is really going on inside of me You see ambivalence no care to give I’m a broken vessel from the life I live The dark side called Unable to fix This soulless specimen got lost in the mix Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing © De Jackson is hosting Monday Quadrille at D'Verse Poets and prompted us with "Fix" A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words excluding the title. Word Prompts Call - RDP Ambivalent - FOWC
The Ice Queen Coldness represented strength A hardened heart closed Inaccessible Once a princess In dazzling blue with emotions overflowing Tender and true Until Jack Ice doused her blue fire Leaving her with only a trail of tears Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing © Sarah is hosting D'Verse Poets and has prompted us with the magical names of seeds. She asked us to choose a few from this list and weave a poem. The ones I chose are italicized: Black Beauty Trail of Tears Lazy housewife Princess Purple queen Jacob’s cattle The Czar Wizard Golden acre Dazzling blue Purple sword Jack Ice Reine des Glaces Blue fire Aurora Tender and true Image by dragonboy7557 from Pixabay
Listen to me please is all I ask Hear my words Let them resonate and you will learn about me For I have been forgotten My allusions unnoticed or disregarded Your guilt quickly and bombastically camouflaging the truth of what I say Silencing You spin it until unrecognizable You are now the victim and I the aggressor My precious words catch the fury of your ire and fall in ashes to the ground Unheard Unrecoverable Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing © Word Prompts: Precious - Word of the Day Allusions - RDP Bombastic - FOWC Lillian is hosting Open Link Nigh at D’Verse Poets Image by Efes Kitap from Pixabay
As this day begins with moody grey skies Dark thoughts of you filling me with such dread Remembering your words and lying eyes As you lay sleeping in this wretched bed How you have torn this life of ours to shreds What lies will you speak to me on this day For I already know you did betray Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing © Frank Hubeny is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight He has prompted us with a seven-line poem and says that if we like we can write a Chaucerian stanza, a seven-line poem in iambic pentameter with a rhyme scheme of ABABBCC. Or just write any seven-line poem. I'm up for the challenger so I chose a Chaucerian stanza. My first one! Photo by Valentina Aleksandrovna on Unsplash