Tag: Confusion



I find myself longing
as we struggle
to stabilize
For those days
when there was
nothing to compromise

Going here and there
our excitement unbridled
We traveled the same road
Stumbling now and again
but always together
Carrying each other’s load

A life-changing event
so random
it was hard to believe
Neither of us
saw it coming
Difficult to conceive

Now we wander
in this wilderness
of perpetual confusion
Choosing solitude
Pushing the other away
Living life in seclusion

How do we
find our way back
to the way it was before?
Connecting with each other
is the key to opening
hearts once more

Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word prompts:

Key - Stream of Consciousness
Excitement - RDP

He Says, She Says

He Says, She Says

Swollen eyes
and mascara streaks
I’m all cried out 
Feeling I haven’t 
slept in weeks
Fighting it
but justifying it
Trying to make sense
Why, oh why can’t 
I just quit?
Incompetent in love
Not accepting reality
Questioning my judgement
Imprudent actions
Tripping staggeringly
Stubborn and hard-headed
Was that me or you?
It only takes one
to cave and then
we can make it through
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Incompetent - RDP
(Im)Prudent - FOWC

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Like a pebble
Dropping in the lake
Creating never ending circles
as does your love
Wrapping around me
Drawing me back
Into the zone of danger
It was as if written
we belonged together
But when one agenda
differs from the other 
Holding in hostage 
Then that isn’t love 
It is you, a stranger

Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Zone - WotD

Pebble - RDP

Written - FOWC

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In Knots

In Knots

Trying to untie
the macramé
of my thoughts
Knotted every 
which way
Tightly bound
and resistant
to my attempts
All I can do is hope
for a fray
The more
I struggle
the more it stings
Words no longer
A jumbled mind
looking for release
from this
cloud covering
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©


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You came to me
In the flash of an eye
A port in stormy weather
Seeing your face
Knowing instantly 
We would be together
Wilderness days
and nightmares 
slowly fading away
As we meld into one 
a clear horizon and
the future in play 
Yet moments of darkness
confuse and stun
From where do they come?
To understand, impossible
Explanations insufficient 
Yet I always succumb
Blindsided by the rage and
struggling to compromise
It was impossible to prepare
Prone to such anger
with no prisoners taken
Reminiscent of warfare
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

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National Poetry Writing Month
Day 18 - April 18th
Today, I’d like to challenge you to write an elegy of your own,
one in which the abstraction of sadness is communicated not
through abstract words, but physical detail. This may not be
a “fun” prompt, but loss is one of the most universal and human
experiences, and some of the world’s most moving art is an
effort to understand and deal with it.
Word Prompts:




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Her mind full of dread
She had taken the walk
to clear her head
No more cheap talk
It was the reason she fled

The route had taken her
to a place unrecognized
She was now unsure
and feeling polarized
What was the lure

The wicked chill of the night
Did little to clear her thoughts
The dismal shroud of fright
Still tying her in knots
She was feeling the vicious bite

Taking leave to find her grace
And reach some reason
Lost in time and place
She exorcised the demon
Gone without a trace


Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©


Word Prompts:





Go Dog Go Cafe – Tuesday Prompt – Wicked Chill

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The events of these recent days
A frightening mix that will abrase
happiness once there
A crushing blow
that dulls the glow
and emotions are laid bare

Abstract havoc in my head
Manifesting in explosive dread
Where is the opening?
A way outside
That can provide
My sanity is beckoning

Two heads in a collision
Distorting one’s vision
The direction has been lost
Communication inconsistent
An approximation insufficient
When stars have been crossed


Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©


Word Prompts





OctPoWriMo – Poem a Day #24 – Opening


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The barometric pressure of the day
Is wreaking havoc in my mind
Confusion a familiar companion
On my journey of unpredictability

A feeling of hopelessness
Covering me in a dark shroud
Dragging me into its damp pit
of gloom and I go with docility

Clarity nowhere to be found
As I stumble on rocks of desperation
Blindly searching for reasons why
I am living a life of vulnerability

Spiraling downward out of control
Reaching for something to break my fall
Slipping and sliding all the way
Down into the declivity

My ascent from the chasm
Hindered by despondency
Hope cruelly mocking me
Wishing to drown exquisitely

In time the greyness of the sky pacifies
Pulling me slowly from the blackness
The accompanying wind pushing me up
So that I may breathe sanguinity

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:




OctPoWriMo – Poem a Day #12 – Tortured

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Her perfume redolent
in the night air
as she walked
to the water
with ne’er a care

What was blue
had become black
with no warning
In a heartbeat
she had been knocked
on her back

Without substance
an accusation held
Lies spread
in wildfire
her dignity at risk
she was compelled

His rebuke cruel
and unfounded
confrontation inevitable
Waiting by the shore
calm and present
his demeanor unbounded

Confusion existed
stretching distance between
Eyes locked
apology offered from
him to her
she began to careen

Caught in his arms
was a natural state
The darkness lifted
memory vanished
in a flash
like it never existed

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:





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The anger finally subsided
We have gone to different places
The storm raged furiously
You showed so many faces

Feeling shell-shocked
Confusion took its stranglehold
Not knowing which end is up
I feel uncontrolled

Divide and conquer
Who is running this game
We are weakened by this strategy
Our sanity to reclaim

Tempers are tempered
Thoughts to clarify
Where does the fault lie
When we both feel the need to justify

Do not stand in judgment
We are equally to blame
We have forgotten the rules
Of this stupid game

An inexplicable calm
Eventually filled the room
A sense of loss came over me
Dismal and doom

You’re no longer here
I am lonely for you
Lets stop this now
I am melancholy and blue

Christine Bolton

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In response to Fandango’s one one word challenge: Judgement

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