
Senryu When your days are dark Do not lose sight of your path The light will find you Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Senryu When your days are dark Do not lose sight of your path The light will find you Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Senryu Dark narrow hallways Haunting and claustrophobic Suffocating me Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Senryu Stumbling in the dark impossible to find peace Love is in the light Copyright © 2020 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Light from the dark star flickering and fading in the black sky Her heart heavy from the news of the drowned and the saved Pushing forward intent on facing her nemesis Following the flame into the night Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing © Bjorn is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight and has prompted us to find Poems in our bookshelves My poem is based on the four books in the photo
Light shines through cracks
Another daily torture here
Unwelcome, disturbing
Knowing I will be taken
down memory lane
Thoughts are perturbing
Some too painful to face
Wishing I was not awake
My heart has become sore
I close my eyes to madness
praying for darkness
to consume me once more
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts
Memory Lane - RDP
Dark - Word of the Day
Daily - FOWC
Awakened by thunder on a grey and dreary morning
I wished for a blackness to consume me
For today there would be no sun with the dawning
Another day questioning why this had to be
In the depths of my soul there is a bleakness
Where I can often choose to stay and hide
The thrill of the anguish suffered in its starkness
Excites me, as would a masochist, going to the dark side
I punish myself for the blackness of my heart
For I have caused pain to those who loved me
There is no shade of grey on this color chart
In my jaded life only black, as black as black could be
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Anmol (alias HA) is hosting D'Verse Poets
tonight and has prompted us with the word 'Black'
Word of the Day - Jaded
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Secrets living in dark crevices
Brooding and festering
Prisoners in body cells
Bound and restrained
Slaves to censoring
Silence starving the light
Mute and depressed
Something dying inside
Draining the life from
A voice repressed
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Prompts
OctPoWriMo - Secrets
RDP - Light
From the mouths of children
Breathing white smoke
The chill of the day already
Covered by an invisible cloak
As if filled with tears
The gathering dark clouds
Ready to burst with rain
Over the swelling crowds
Sounds of the street
As day fills with life
Echo in the cold winds
That can slice like a knife
The sonorous voice
Of an eager hawker
Selling his wares as
Patrons offer tender
Bundled citizens hunched over
With faces as red as roses
Braving the bitter cold
With dripping noses
Hirsute dogs straying
Amongst the throng
Looking for scraps
As the day grows long
An alliance of locals
Gather at the tavern
Adopting good humor
As the moon turns silvern
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts:
Fight
I choose no fight
Portraying only composure
When you are less than happy
I feel trapped in this enclosure
Nothing can lift your darkness
No matter how I endeavor
Angry at the world
Aiming at whomever
Your words delivered
With such fervor
Those that hear them
Display a shiver
Eyes blinded in rage
Not seeing where your words fall
Nothing can stop this onslaught
We are heading for a brawl
My only defense is offence
Fight is necessary to survive
You’ve put me in a corner
There is no time to contrive
I will come out swinging
It is the only way I know
Whose voice is louder
Such pain to bestow
The battle of words continues
There are no winners or losers
It continues for several days
This championship of accusers
A road to nowhere
Why do we insist on going
Taking us down the dark path
The destination unknowing
When will it end
For it most surely should
I am all cried out now
It has done neither of us any good
Christine Bolton
Word of the Day Challenge Fervor
Satin
Caressing my mind
Conveying your lies
Your velvet tongue
Devouring the prize
Murmurs in silk
Smooth and sensuous
A charade acted out
The ending treacherous
Satin words
With claws of rust
Etched into my heart
It was a breach of trust
With silver charm
And a propensity for deceit
Another conquest was yours
Corpse at your feet
Overwhelmed by your audacity
Naïveté notwithstanding
Your intentions toward me
Were not a misunderstanding
Distinctly seeing
The tenacity of your intent
I am no fool of yours
And make clear my discontent
Slink off into the darkness
Trophy in hand
The ending of the story
Was just as you planned
Christine Bolton
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This is written in response to The Tales from the mind of Kristian Word Prompt: Satin