Category: Questioning

Not Welcome – A Quadrille

Not Welcome

Old photographs
familiar scents
A forgotten song 
sending me to 
where you still
hover on the perimeter
of my life
Popping in and out
as if still welcome
Memories were good
until they weren’t 
Where is the pop-up blocker
when you need it most?


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ish is hosting Monday Quadrille at D'Verse Poets.  Her prompt word is 'Pop' on its own or in any form.

A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words excluding the title.

Graphic - Pixabay

What Did I Do?

What Did I Do?

What cross do I bear?
What cruel wretch
must I have been
in another life?
My karma 
is penance for
some evil deeds
for which I must
be guilty
Because I pay the price
everyday living with
a psychotic vampire
sucking life’s blood
from my body
and oxygen from my brain


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All Rights Reserved

Linda Lee Lyberg is hosting Open Link Night at D'Verse

Uneven Terrain

Uneven Terrain

The road is uneven
hindering progress
Slowing my stride 
I tread carefully
not to slip
Concentrating 
on each thought
and decisions made 
What had brought
Me here?
Again
A lesson to be learned
What did I miss?
Always on this path
Going somewhere,
nowhere
Bent out of shape
from missteps
and life’s callous
punishments
I fear I will
always walk
with a limp
 

Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Sue Vincent's Weekly Write/Photo

Word Prompt:

Callous - FOWC

Whitewater

Whitewater

Listening to
the gentle sound
of water trickling
over rocks
Going in different 
directions
Every bump
Every twist
and turn
Slowly
Quickly
Forever changing
its course
as the stones
wear down
with age
 
Today 
the river
smelled of him
Reminding her
of their life
He had taken her
through whitewater 
Gasping for air
at every bump
Reaching heights
only to splash
hard on the down
Exhilarating 
Backbreaking 
Numbing
 
The bare trees
Now stripped of
their leaves
Naked and alone
Waiting for new
growth
She understood
as she struggled
to maintain
dignity in the
aftermath
of his
raging rapids
She waits
In a holding
pattern
 

 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

In response to:
Sue Vincent's weekly write/photo challenge
 

Who Am I?

Who Am I? 

In your shadow
I exist
losing myself
long ago
Content to be here
loving you
and being with you
 
As years go by
I remember me
The vibrancy
How I’d turn heads
when I entered
rooms full with people
Speaking freely
 
I could spin a story
and amuse
I would attract
with my voice
and laughter
nightly
Excitement!
 
This is how you
found me
Drawn to me
by a magnetic pull
and here I stayed
with you as
my private audience
 
Now, no one knows
my name
I am seen
but no one sees me
Sometimes
I feel the strain
Who have I become?
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

OctPowriMo - The prompt today is Who am I?
I actually wrote and posted this poem in the
summer. I am rebloggong it as it fits today's
prompt perfectly.

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Colors of the Heart

Colors of the Heart

Purple has become
the new color of my heart
Once red with passion
now bruised with your blues
A splattered abstract art


The combination of colors
is resulting in a different hue
The mix is not compatible
and a coalescence will not form
into a heart that will remain true


A perfect blending of shades
would bring harmony to the soul
Balancing the energy 
Repairing the heart
Before it becomes as black as coal




Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Prompts

OctPoWriMo - Purple
MLMM - Saturday Mix - Personification

	    

Questions

Questions

What is missing inside of me
that refuses to believe
I am worth more?
 
That this treatment
I have received
is acceptable?
 
Instead of being taken
to the top of the mountain
I was left to rot in a ditch
 
Declarations of love
Duplicitous, dishonorable
yet believable
 
Now I am a warrior
fighting for her life
with amputated limbs
 
My heart in need of healing
Doubting and doubtful
Scarred with cynicism
 
Why do I fear abandonment
by someone capable
of delivering cruelty?
 
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts

Missing - RDP
Duplicate (Duplicitous) - FOWC
Doubtful - Daily Addictions

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Why?

Why?

Was I really flirting
with danger?
Should I have just let
things slide?
Eventually my cynicism
would have won that battle
Why had I even tried?
 
Impossible to communicate
with you anymore
but we needed to have
that one important talk
You lash out as always
Don’t shoot the messenger
You have already crippled me
and I can no longer walk

 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts

Flirt - WotD
Eventually - RDP
Cynicism - FOWC
Slide - Daily Addictions
Don't Shoot the Messenger - MLMM
(Mad about the Metaphor)

Harnessing Emotions

Harnessing Emotions

Appreciating
that solitary moment
when quietness encircles
your body
like a warm blanket
of comfort
A feeling of peace
and tranquility
to soothe
the weary soul
 
Kindness
Gentleness
Patience
Peace
Living in harmony
In an ephemeral
existence
inside your being
and taunted by
desires and emotions
 
With clarity of mind
the fruits of the spirit
stare back, challenging
Wild feelings alive
yet to be harnessed
Self-control and mastery
necessary
without which
all others
will be swept away
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts

Solitary - WotD
Ephemeral - RDP
Alive FOWC
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