Good morning! Time for Linda G. Hill’s One Liner Wednesday and I have chosen a funny Gary Larson cartoon for you to enjoy. It fits Linda’s prompt, “In sync” perfectly.
Hope you have a great Wednesday!
One Liner Wednesday – In Sync
Invisible
Invisible
How do i erase you
from my mind?
How do I delete you
from my memory?
How do I forget the love
we shared?
After the feelings I bared
You have rejected me
and scorned me
I am banished from your life
I have become invisible
and out of sight
The sting is as bad as the bite
You look right through me
as if I did not exist
You are blind to my presence
Obscured from your view
I am now insignificant
as I become your relinquishment
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Merrill is hosting at the bar tonight at dVerse Poets Pub
Tonight's challenge is "Invisible"
Escalation
Escalation
The low hum of the air conditioner
was the only sound to be heard
He reclined on the bed, thoughts swirling
but the lines were blurred
Life had been full of possibilities
until that fateful night
He had loved her deeply
but she had been full of spite
His history needing an overwrite
He had run to clear his head
Events had escalated quickly
He feared he had left her dead
Bringing her a gift of flowers
She had thrown them in his face
Accusing him of infidelity
Her words out of place
He would never do such a thing
She had been ill advised
She screamed and ranted
And continued to chastise
His head exploding
from her volcanic eruption
He had pushed her away
Needing an abruption
Awkwardly she fell to the floor
In his fear, he had ran from there
Now In the stillness, a voice on a megaphone
“Come out with your hands in the air”
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts:
Possibilities
Hum
Megaphone
Overwrite
Photo by Albert Dera on Unsplash
Solitude – A Haibun
I have always enjoyed my own company, never more so than now. As a teenager I could be incredibly lonely to the point of feeling physical pain. I literally ached from it and, like most teenagers, time passed so slowly, so it seemed never ending.
As a grown up, I am never lonely. There is always someone to speak to and many opportunities and activities in which to participate. These days it is sometimes difficult to find time for myself, so when I do, I savor every moment. I love taking long walks in nature and I see and appreciate everything. I find the solitude inspirational and it helps my writing. I even capture photos along the way of things that I find interesting. Solitude is very precious to me.
Solitude
Sacred solitude
A gift of silence from noise
Time for renewal
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Kim is hosting at D'Verse Poets tonight. She has prompted us
to write a Haibun on Solitude.
First Love
First Love
We have always been together
Since you were a little girl
and I was just a sapling
You shared your deepest secrets
and cried underneath my boughs
I was here when you were grappling
I loved you and protected you
and I watched you grow into
a beautiful young woman
To let go of you now
when you need me the most
would be inhuman
Tell me what troubles you my child?
Has someone broken your dear heart?
Why are you weeping?
You finally calm your mind
and look at me with big teary eyes
and tell me your heart is leaping
You are not feeling sad
Quite the opposite, you say
Your heart is full to bursting
You have fallen in love
with someone so special
and he has asked for your hand
You are going to move away
Leaving me alone without you
It has already been planned
Now my heart feels broken
My sap begins to seep
I will be alone in this meadow
You hug me one last time
Promising to return one day
and I just weep like a willow
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
In response to Reena's picture prompt
Reena's Weekly Challenge 72 - What do you see?
Hawk Eyes – A Haiku
His eyes looked in mine
Piercing deep into my soul
and he saw the pain
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
In response to MindLovesMisery's Menagerie
Prompt - Heeding Haiku - Hawk
Photo: My image
Song Lyric Sunday – Blue Bayou
Good Sunday morning! Jim Adams had prompted us this week with the words, Ocean/Sea/Lake/Bay for Song Lyric Sunday. There are many that spring to mind and I have chosen Blue Bayou by Linda Ronstadt. A bayou is regarded as a body of water so I believe it counts!
A beautiful song and an even more beautiful voice “Blue Bayou” was originally recorded by Roy Orbison on his legendary 1963 album In Dreams. While it only scored as high as #29 in the US (despite scoring #1 in Ireland and #10 in Norway), In the 70s Linda Ronstadt took it to far greater fame as her only gold-selling single and her signature song. Linda Ronstadt has been called “the most successful and certainly the most durable and most gifted woman rock singer of her era” in Andrew Greeley’s book God in Popular Culture. Hope you enjoy it.
Blue Bayou
Lyrics
I feel so bad I got a worried mind
I'm so lonesome all the time
Since I left my baby behind
On Blue Bayou
Saving nickles, saving dimes
Working til the sun don't shine
Looking forward to happier times
On Blue Bayou
I'm going back someday
Come what may
To Blue Bayou
Where the folks are fun
And the world is mine
On Blue Bayou
Where those fishing boats
With their sails afloat
If I could only see
That familiar sunrise
Through sleepy eyes
How happy I'd be
Gonna see my baby again
Gonna be with some of my friends
Maybe I'll feel better again
On Blue Bayou
Saving nickles saving dimes
Working til the sun don't shine
Looking forward to happier times
On Blue Bayou
I'm going back someday
Come what may
To Blue Bayou
Where the folks are fun
And the world is mine
On Blue Bayou
Where those fishing boats
With their sails afloat
If I could only see
That familiar sunrise
Through sleepy eyes
How happy I'd be
Oh that boy of mine
By my side
The silver moon
And the evening tide
Oh some sweet day
Gonna take away
This hurting inside
Well I'll never be blue
My dreams come true
On Blue Bayou
Songwriters: Joe Melson / Roy Orbison
Blue Bayou lyrics © Barbara Orbison Music Company,
Orbi-Lee Music, R-Key Darkus, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Inspiration Garden
Inspiration Garden
Fragrant blossoms
of Lavender and Rose
Inspiring words
of delicate prose
Reaching senses
of sight and smell
Creating stories
and tales to tell
Wandering pathways
across and around
A seat to rest
where flowers abound
Cascading blooms
Offering welcome shade
Weeping tears of flora
Yet not dismayed
Flashes of color
to please the eye
On all four sides
of the gardens lie
A Rainbow of color
and sachets of scent
Beauty of nature
From heaven sent
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
In response to Sue Vincent's Photo Prompt - Fragrant - WritePhoto
Head Over Heels
Head Over Heels
Standing on my head
wondering why my feet ache
What is going on?
This is more than I can take
What’s up is down
and what’s out is in
Hanging and unbalanced
My head is in a spin
Thoughts are confusing
Cannot get oxygen to my brain
Deep breathing impossible
I might be popping a vein
I’m a fish out of water
Gasping for air
Learning to adapt
always saying a prayer
Since we met
I can’t get you out of my head
A delightful feeling sometimes
but mostly I’m full of dread
I’m behaving irrationally
I might be a little mad
Am I lovesick?
Is that really so bad?
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
In response to V.Js. Weekly Challenge - Upside Down
Word Prompts:
Fish
Learn