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Wilderness

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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

		

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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

		

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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

		

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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
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Perplexed

		

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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 ©

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Day 18 - April 18th
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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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Reason

		

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Reason


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:


Dismal


Walk


Leave


Lost


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Muddled

		

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Muddled


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


Manifestation


Abstract


Frighten


Approximate


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Pressure

		

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Pressure


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:


Pacify


Damp


Mock


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Innocent

		

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Her perfume redolent

in the night air

as she walked

to the water

alone

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:


Redolent


Blue


Substance


Natural


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Melancholy

		

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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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