Sitting on a bench
in the park
Anonymous and unseen
Her situation seemed stark
Reflecting on her life
What might have transpired
had she made better decisions
she would have what she required

Marginalized and alone
The people in her life had scattered
Choosing to follow their own path
She felt her world tattered
Her life orchestrated
by a bully of a husband
Allowing him to be her voice
Feeling completely bludgeoned

Here in her loneliness
Her soliloquy takes shape
Determined to cleanse and deterge
To find her escape
Her life belongs to her
and nobody other
She will finally break free
He will no longer smother


Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©


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Tree of Life

Tree of Life

Come into my arms

Let me shelter you

from the storm

Let me cover you

with my silken leaves

and keep you warm


You may sleep on the

soft and pretty

flowers at my feet

A carpet of beauty

with their fragrance

so exotic and sweet


I will give you my limbs

so you can break them

to kindle a fire

You may eat my fruit

to nourish your body

and do what you require


I am here for you

whatever you ask of me

Do not resist my attraction

I will breathe my life

into your starved spirit

for your needed benefaction


Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©


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I am listless

Thinking of the past

Another day of what ifs

How long will this last


So dependent on you

For my complete happiness

Now living in this world

Of utter ghastliness


Like a slow-mo video

Of my life once perfect

Lost and gone forever

All that is left is to reflect



Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©


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Let me drink from your fountain
So it may quench my thirst
Allow me to feast at your table
Where we will talk in verse

May I dance in your moonlight
And amuse you in delight
Honor your majesty
Until I can you excite

Permit me to clothe you
In ribbons of gold
Crown you with a wreath of laurels
Your beauty to behold

Perhaps you’ll take me as your muse
So I may inspire your masterpiece
You will keep me with you
Until the our lifeblood does cease

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She shows me the sky
Of brilliant blue
Purposely hiding the clouds
As if she knew
She infuses me with her energy
So I can keep going
Feeling downhearted
And really not knowing

One step at a time
Fearing where to tread
She pointed me to a river
So I could follow the thread
The trees shed their leaves
Providing a place to sleep
Branches and twigs
For a fire to keep

A sense of calmness
Encompasses my being
A feeling of serenity
Is beautifully freeing
My faith restored
And strength recaptured
Mother Nature provided
And I am enraptured


Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©


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