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Solitary Journey

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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
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Where Do We Go From Here?

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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?

 
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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


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Word prompts:

Key - Stream of Consciousness
Excitement - RDP






	    

	    	

	    	
	
	

	    	

				
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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
 
 
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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
 
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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
 
 
 
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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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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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