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Eyes Wide Open – Week #22
Gnarly
Gnarly
Like a belligerent badger
Or a dog with a bone
Angry at the world
You build your wall of stone
Standing at the back door
When gifts were handed out
Temper was the one you received
Learning to scream and shout
Driving people away
who just want to be kind
They rarely stay long
In fear of your mind
It is sad to know
you’ll end up a lonely old man
No one will want you
They run away as fast as they can
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Photo by Donald Teel on Unsplash
Word Prompts:
Belligerent
Driver
Build
Gift
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Embarrassment
Embarrassment
At that one fatuous moment
There was an eruption
Of your putrescent anger
Spewing the carnage
An obvious disruption
No one saw it coming
Silence was broken
By the obnoxious sound
Even the dead
It would have woken
A hush fell over the room
As mouths gaped wide
You could see minds turning
In unison wondering
Where on earth could one hide
You in your way embarrassed
The target of your outburst
Reduced to a heap
Of hurt on the floor
Crying like a cloudburst
At times such as this
When you fall from grace
Are you escorted from the room
Without causing more harm
Or simply put in your place
A gentleman would not behave
In a manner of dereliction
Should someone call you
On your unacceptable actions
Be prepared for your eviction
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
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In The Long Run
In the Long Run
Like kissing a train
Going down the tracks
Or catching a falling knife
So is the world with you
Danger wherever I look
Sometimes in fear for my life
Jump on the bandwagon
Or continue to boredom
What is life if not lived?
Dull and predictable
Lonely and missing
Better to be alive than dead
Your energy inspiring
Exciting and contagious
A miracle in the making
Getting into character
Each day is live theater
A slice of life for the taking
Adrenalin junkie
I’m not sure that I am
Just a need to be at your side
No matter the weather
We are better together
I’m along for the ride
Flying up to the high
Hanging on to your coat tails
And turning on a dime
Sharing your crazy world
Better or worse
Leaving would be a crime
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts:
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One Liner Wednesday
Another Wednesday morning and time for Linda G Hill’s One Liner Wednesday
I should carry this quote on a card in my wallet so that I can flash it when needed. I am one of those people who are a magnet to those who want to just talk and talk and talk. Usually it’s a random lady in a store who is shopping in the same section. I listen for as long as I can and then …. well, you understand!
Have a great Wednesday.
Risk and Reward
Risk and Reward
Please do not stand on ceremony
I just want to curl up and hide
No desire to see anyone today
My brain has been fried
This was a day
That should have been pure leisure
A time to connect and participate
In each other’s pleasure
Instead we pummeled and punched
and rained on our own parade
Fighting, hurting and causing pain
Replaying the same old charade
Exhausted and spent
We go our separate ways
To heal and recover
And come back another day
Caught in the same trap
Of risk and reward
Kiss and make up
Add points on the scoreboard
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts:
Haven
Haven
The fragrant cedars
Standing uniformly
Along the skyline
A majestic sight
Of green lushness
In afternoon sunshine
Balmy breezes
Swaying branches
Shadows moving dark to light
Pending direction
At the will of the wind
Forming a spectacular sight
Down to the bay
The winding road curves
With vistas of azure sea
White bungalows
Beaches of gold
A haven for you and me
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts:
The Ringmaster
The Ringmaster
The exhilaration I feel
When before the master I kneel
His presence surrounding me
On this night that is moonlit
I am now ready to commit
To him completely
The connection is radioactive
and attraction seductive
I am consumed with a sensation
A feeling within
Urging me to commit the sin
Singing in elation
My urges are primitive
All things being relative
Am I on a road to disaster?
Oh, quell my desires
You are evil in disguise
The ultimate ringmaster
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts:
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Song Lyric Sunday – Last
This week’s theme is “Last” from Helen Vahdati’s Song Lyric Sunday
I immediately thought of “At Last” by Etta James, but I opted for this version by Beyoncé when she sang it to the First Couple at President Obama’s first inauguration. It was a very moving moment for me and I will never forget it. I hope you enjoy it too.
Have a great Sunday!