Tag: beautiful

Blog, Life

Revenge – A Dizain

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Revenge

Her hair long and black as a raven’s wing
Glorious, loose curls falling down her back
She walked to forget his words that did sting
Not realizing she had come off track
 
Stopping briefly, she put down her backpack
and stood staring up at the vast blue sky
 
Realizing she knew the answer why
He was insecure, she was beautiful
But did he really have to make her cry?
His actions had left her feeling vengeful
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Frank Hubeny is hosted at D'Verse Poets tonight
and has challenged ged us with a Dizain.
The form is 10 lines with 10 syllables per line
with a rhyme pattern of ababbccdcd
This is my first attempt at this form
Blog, Eyes Wide Open

Eyes Wide Open – Week 5

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Good Morning!

This is what I came across this week while out and about in nature. As always all photos are taken with an iPhone.

Enjoy your Saturday!

Palm Trees with Earrings

Palm Trees with Earrings

Purple Blue Clematis

Pretty Lilcac-Blue Clematis

Face in the tree

I see a face in this dead Palm tree

Ibis flight

A group of Ibis on the trail

 

Mango Tree

 

An insurance company would call this an “attractive nuisance”.  I could easily have stolen these delicious looking mangoes

 

Keep your eyes open, you never know what you will see!

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Blog, Pain/Sadness

Dreamer

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The beautiful dreamer
Sat on the cold floor
Head in her hands
Still feeling that slam of the door

As she tried to salvage
The remains of her dignity
She recalled the interaction
And his lack of humanity

Her offering of love
He had dramatically rejected
Laughing at her attempts
Leaving it unrequited

His bourgeois ideology 
Was to her disparaging
Mocking her heritage 
Was hurtfully demeaning

Superior was his attitude
Talking down to her
From his moral high ground 
He was no better than a poseur

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Dreamer

Salvage

Unrequited

Ideology

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Blog, Love

Life Patterns

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Two lost souls wandering
Life had broken the heart
Born same place and time, yet
Three thousand miles apart

Opposites in every which way
Growing and learning
Fighting life’s battles
All the while yearning

Affection withheld
When so desperately needed
Tricked by those convincing them
To go there unheeded

In disguise to dupe
Love appeared from the blue
Confusing and manipulating
Never proving to be true

Love was a weakness
It was an Achilles heel
Difficult to hold on to
Like a slippery eel

Pain and torture
Of trying again and again
Handing out life’s résumé
Never knowing when

Some would turn on the crazy
Never knowing what you’d get
Hokey-pokey relationships
You’re in, you’re out, never a duet

To embrace the notorious game
Somehow continuing to look
Knowing each other was out there
Until discovered by hook or by crook

So similar were the life patterns
They were smitten instantly
Their pieces came together
Fitting each other beautifully

Bodies and minds now intertwined
Looking back at the past
Coming from different worlds
And celebrating together at last

Christine Bolton

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Blog, Hope

Escape from Chaos

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Desperate to escape the chaos
I reach for my formula of medicine
Journal and writing implements in hand
Slipping quietly into oblivion

My thoughts become an epiphany
Exploding in my head
Furiously I write them down
Capturing all before they are dead

The clear night
Gave forth to brilliant stars
Lighting the sky
Like a fireflies in jars

The soft breeze
Was calming my soul
Musical leaves fluttering
I will soon again be whole

My words move quickly
Across the page
Reminiscent of ballerinas
Dancing on a stage

My heart empties
Its tears of pain
Forming verse so beautiful
Reminding me I am sane

When inside my head
Becomes dark and captured
I can set the demons free
With writings enraptured

Flowing effortlessly
Like waters in a stream
Unleashed onto paper
As if in a dream

Therapy for my head
The jumbled pieces of my brain
Coming together in harmony
My heart does not beat in vain

The pen is mightier than the sword
My words are my power
Grounded by my enlightenment
While adversaries inhabit ivory towers

Christine Bolton

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