Love and Hate – The Flip Side

Hate the Opposite of Love HATE   Because of me, in the valley of death You die slowly like the petrified trees    I remember how you looked How your face would contort in pain When I angrily screamed at you    Because of me, you despise the chaos of the city the faceless crowdsContinue reading “Love and Hate – The Flip Side”

Derailed – A Quadrille

Derailed Fraught with anxiety from your polarizing display of how to sabotage this special day My nerve endings are stretched and entwined into an intricate pattern of macrame-knotted pain I am frozen in place and time Numbingly shocked by the spectacle I have just witnessed     Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton – Poetry forContinue reading “Derailed – A Quadrille”

Into the Darkness

Into the Darkness An ever-consuming sadness envelops your body in a diaphanous veil A storm brewing in your mind Words of reason hide in the penumbra Marinating in suppressed anger that dwells there Instinctively I know what is happening I recognize the warning signs triggering your frustrations  What the eyes don’t see Intuition already knowsContinue reading “Into the Darkness”

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 wordsContinue reading “A Depression”

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 forContinue reading “Misunderstood”

Taken -Poem of the Month – November 2020

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  Continue reading “Taken -Poem of the Month – November 2020”