Category: Thoughtful

River

River

You have bathed me
Soothed me
Drank my tears 
and carried me away
on your fierce current
You have given me
your frozen surface
so I might skate
in the moonlight 
Your magical
existence
changes colors
with the sun
From morning
golden pond
to shimmering
diamonds
as twilight
claims the day
~~~~~~~~~~~~
I am deep
like my sometimes
still waters
Beneath my surface
in its dark mystery
live creatures
you never see
and plants that 
need no light
from the sun
Replenished
by constant
heavy rains
I sometimes
swell to my limits
and crest
Breaking my banks
and then
I am not loved


Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Amaya is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight
and she has prompted us as follows:
Tonight, I challenge you to a two-part prompt.
Write a poem using apostrophe, and you can name your object/recipient, or choose to be more cryptic than declaring, “O Love…” for instance.
This part is optional, or you can skip the first part and just share this portion. Write a response from the perspective of your object/recipient, which will in essence also use apostrophe.


Word Prompts

Word of the Day - Twilight
Go Dog Go Cafe - River (Christine Ray's Daily writing Prompt)

Image by Pexels from Pixabay 

Living in the Present

Living in the Present

In the stillness
of the morning
I see her again
The woman in black
Standing on the rocks
in silence
Staring at the sea
motionless
The breeze lifting
her hair and leaving it
to tousle about
her shoulders
Whenever I come
at this time she is there
Never acknowledging
my presence
Absorbed in her thoughts
and quietness
I smile nervously
but she looks through me
As if I were transparent
I speak but she does not hear
It was then I realized
I was looking at myself 
The woman in black 
was me
My head was always
in the future
instead of being in the present
I was mourning the
loss of something I would
never have
unless I started living
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Prompts

Sue Vincent's Write/Photo Challenge
OctPoWriMo - Silence
Nervous - WotD
Christine's Daily Writing Prompt
Go Dog Do Cafe - The Woman in Black

Fountain of Youth

Fountain of Youth

How I long for
the spontaneity of youth
Driven by fervid emotion
That carefree blindness
to all that fears me now
A life void of devotion
 
No one is there any longer
to catch me if I fall
There is too much to chance
Is the risk worth the loss?
Mine alone to bear
Or do I take a different stance? 
 
Oh, to reverse the aging process
That takes away looks
as well as confidence
Always second guessing 
Doubting intelligence and
questioning one’s prominence

 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts

Youthful - WotD
Fervid - RDP
Reverse - FOWC


Image by Peter H from Pixabay 

Layers

Layers

It is no one’s fault
That I find myself here
By the water’s edge 
Where else would I be?
Searching for answers
as is my way
 
I look up to the sky
and count the stars
framing the memory
in my mind
Remembering the last time
Here with you
 
I am not the prisoner
living within your mind
Nor your property
but yet you judge me
I came and left
grateful to be free
 
I picture the angle
of your jaw
that ever so slight
smirk on your face
your eyes, your hair,
your voice
 
Tiredness comes
eventually
and I am calm
Resting now
between the layers
of my thoughts
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Prompts

Sue Vincent's Thursday Write/Photo - Calm
Angle - RDP
Frame - SoCS
The Fault in our Stars - Go Dog Go Cafe
MLMM Saturday Mix - Mad about the Metaphor

Elusive

Elusive

To capture that moment again
grasping at shadows
touching the sky
Elusive
As wind in the willows
Not seen
but knowing its presence
 
To replicate
impossible
It does confuse
As if a dream
Imagination wild
Doubting the truth
Yet you know
 
It was felt
Honor and accept
for it will rebel
Live in gratitude
that you were graced
for that precious instant
with an indelible memory
 
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Words Prompts

Capture -WotD
Rebel - FOWC

Go Dog Go Cafe
Wind In The Willows Prompt

Faceless

Faceless

They called her sister
but a sibling she was not
Her personality hidden
 
Not permitted to show
what she had and
a label was forbidden
 
An angel in costume
Nourishing and nurturing all
Giving love to those in need
 
They built an effigy in her honor
but it was faceless and cold
And sometimes it would bleed
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Hélène Vaillant's What Do You See
Photo Prompt

Word Prompts
Nourish - Word of the Day
Sibling - RTDP
Label - FOWC

Poetry In Motion

Poetry In Motion

In this warped and crazy world
where the peculiar reign supreme
I lose myself in words
to live in my chosen daydream
 
In a bucolic existence
writing poetry and prose
Stories of escape and freedom
allow me to transpose
 
Away from the insanity
of a world gone haywire
Seeking tranquility
My writings do inspire
 
Transported to a place
of pastoral idyll
where stanzas evolve
into poetry unbridled
 
A waterfall of thoughts
Flowing freely from the pen
A wordsmith can choose
To be lost time and again
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

National Poetry Writing Month
NaPoWriMo - Day 28 
And now for our daily (optional) prompt. As you may have
guessed, today I’d like to challenge you to try your hand at
a meta-poem of your own. If you’re having trouble coming
up with a poem about poetry, and would like to take a look
at a few examples, you might check out the Wallace Stevens
and Harryette Mullens poems featured in the article about
metapoetry



Word Prompts:

Peculiar

Warp

Bucolic

Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Crossroads

Crossroads

Thinking my journey was over
I stand facing another decision
And I haven’t a clue
Do I go left or right?
Which way do I choose?
I cannot go straight through
 
An unexpected twist
A bump in this road
for which I was not ready 
Confusing, mystifying 
All these things do bode
I am feeling unsteady
 
This crossroads in life
will make me sit awhile
Pondering my own questions
Where am I meant to be?
This way or that way?
Open to suggestions
 
I recalled an expression
From long ago
A saying of some wit
It went something like this
When you come
to a fork in the road ...take it
 
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Sue Vincent's Thursday Write/Photo - Decisions

Word Prompt

Recall

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Letting Go

Letting Go

Draining me of energy
this object of nonsense
has followed me
from home to home
Time to release it
and free my conscience
 
So meaningful 
all those years ago
Now it had become
a heavy burden
dragging me down
No longer precious cargo
 
An agonizing decision
to release it from my universe
Fondly looking back
the recollections treasured
Its use no longer important
Many memories will reimburse
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

In response to National Poetry Writing Month
NaPoWriMo - Day 12 - April 12th

Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem
about a dull thing that you own, and why (and how) you love it.
Alternatively, what would it mean to you to give away or
destroy a significant object?

Photo by Hannes Wolf on Unsplash

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Darkness and Light

Darkness and Light


It was the destiny
of the dark souls
to be exiled
forever in
the murky
land of doom
 
Those blessed
with sunshine 
traveled to
the honey mine
on the other side
of the moon

 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Sarah is hosting the bar at dVerse Poets Pub tonight
and has declared it Games Night.  We are to use at least
three video games to work into our poetry.

I chose four games:

Honey Mine
Doom
Destiny
Dark Souls


Photo by Kym on Unsplash
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