Tag: Confusion

Rules of Engagement

Rules of Engagement

Darkness lives in corners
where spiders hide undisturbed
and dust gathers secrets
protected by blankets of mystery
I stumble in confusion
Why did I not know sooner?

Climbing over discarded baggage
scattered without thought
and blocking advancement
Wishing to tear down
the emotional scaffolding
holding up your life

Unable to comprehend the
rules of engagement
I become weary from trying
and fall on my own sword
A breath, then another, realizing
I have become an impediment


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Sanaa is hosting the bar at D’Verse tonight and she has prompted us with
Line Messaging Poetry.  In her words:
“For today’s MTB challenge, I invite you all to try out this new poetic form. Be philosophical, somber or serious, show us your playful side or even better, be romantic! The choice is yours”

Restless

Restless

A gentle touch
Foot prints stolen
Bare trees of March stand spindly
This field of dreams lies barren
Broken like the wing

With nothing but my own thoughts
Wrap me gently in your arms
I stare at the paper

I walked that I might breathe
Living in my dreams
No road is straight and no hill is too steep
In the lonely hours


Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing
All Rights Reserved


Laura Bloomsbury is hosting D’Verse Poets tonight and has promoted us with ‘Found’ poetry.  We are to take the first lines of twelve poems we wrote in 2022. One from each month of the year.  I chose mine in order so the first line is from a January poem and the last is December.  I think it came out all right (!)

Here are links to the poems:

Mating Dance
Without A Trace
Winter's End
Field of Dreams
Broken
At Peace
Wrap Me In Love
D.I.V.O.R.C.E.
Walk in the Park
Daily Haiku - Mon. October 10, 2022
Silver Threads
In The Lonely Hours

Solitary Journey

Solitary Journey

Her dress, crimson, like the dying sun
sinking into the ocean
She clutches the rabbit statue
swiped from the credenza
as she wanders
up and down the hallway
It resonates with her
in a way only she knows how
A deep-rooted memory stirred
in an otherwise confused mind
Child-like in a woman’s body 
She smiles as she looks at it
from eyes otherwise vacant 
A simple, comical sight reminding
the onlooker of a fate that touches many
The tree of life slowly letting go
of its limbs and strength
The confused mind short-circuited
Leaving a jumble of mixed memories
sorted out of order


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Word Prompts

Crimson - RDP
Tree - Stream of Consciousness

Where Do We Go From Here?

Where Do We Go From Here?

Now the love has gone 
and open wounds will not heal
Wanting to move on
but paralyzed limbs
are planted in stone
 
Neither wanting to make a decision
Who will go first
to choose freedom?
Is that what it will be? Free from each other?
Did we try hard enough, if at all?
 
Too in love to let it go
and break the tie that binds
Who is fooling who?
The love is missing
What magnetic force is in play?
 
Is it time to rip off the Band Aid
we plastered on the cuts and bruises
from angry words weaponized?
Time to stop kissing better
those things that won’t ever?
 
I will mourn each day
Because he is gone
You are now living in his body
But you are not him
You are a shadow of who he once was
 
You look like him
But you are someone else
A person I don’t know
A stranger in my midst
who sees someone else
when he looks at me
 
Where do we go from here?

 
Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing
All Rights Reserved

Linda Lee Lyberg is hosting Open Link Night at D'Verse Poets

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Wilderness

Wilderness





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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Fooled

Fooled

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
coherent
 
A jumbled mind
looking for release
from this
cloud covering
obscurant
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Prompts

Sting
Coherent
Go Dog Go Cafe - Promote Yourself Monday

Perplexed

Perplexed

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 ©

Frank Hubeny is hosting Open Link Night at DVerse

National Poetry Writing Month
Day 18 - April 18th
NaPoWriMo
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:

Reminiscent

Compromise

Prone

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