Tag: dreams

Imagining

Imagining

In dreams you come
and hide in the layers
of my mind
Nestled where
I feel your presence
and draw
from your strength
That I might find hope
with the infusion
of your love
coursing
through my veins
Knowing I am 
not always alone
I sleep deep
in your comfort
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Lillian is hosting at D'Verse Poets tonight
and has prompted us with Dreams

Image by Stefan Keller from Pixabay

Floating

Floating

One look, one word
was all it took
to take the breath
from her body
Lifting her upwards
Floating in euphoria
High above
the kingdom
of her love
The clouds
at best trying 
to poke her
back to reality
Losing the battle
as she drifted
into her dreams 


Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Sadje’s What do you See

Word Prompts

Kingdom - Word of the Day
Breathe - RDP
Best - FOWC
Poke - JusJoJan






In Dreams

In Dreams

That rare moment
when you feel yourself
hanging between
sleep and awake
A euphoric state
you never want to end
Stopping and starting
doing a retake
 
Multiplying the climax
again and again
until sleep is triumphant
finally surrendering
The mind relaxes
and in dreams you travel
to another world
of visions for remembering
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Climax - Word of the Day
Rare - FOWC
Sleep - RDP

Image by Free-Photos from Pixabay 
 

Mirrored Dreams – Poem of the Month – December, 2019

Mirrored Dreams

Today I dream
staring at the
mirror lake
I watch as a family
of eider duck
scores the glass surface
The serenity
of movement
in contrast to the
laboring below

Wishing for that
same veneer
of self confidence
While inside
quaking with fright
To project one side
while experiencing
the other
The distinction seemingly
imperceptible 

My eyes look
to the drifting clouds
Where faces are
formed in the
constant motion
Colors changing 
predicting
the inevitability 
of rainfall
ready to release

Continuing my reverie
to the soft green
hillsides where
I imagine the
Purple heather
blanketing the
gentle slopes
dotted with wild
bushes of 
golden gorse

Lost in the beauty
of the scene
Feeling peaceful
The elements
filling me with
inspiration
and hope
As always
I find answers
in my dreams


Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Sue Vincent’s write/photo - Glass

Word Prompts
SoCS - Dream
RDP - Imperceptible
WotD - Prediction

Dreams

Dreams

Once when things were perfect
We would fantasize hilariously
Make up stories deliriously
Listing every aspect
To live in that cottage by the sea
 
We had a goal in sight
Our plans were not nebulous
Nothing we did was tenuous
For what we wanted we would fight
If anything, we were fastidious
 
Our life full of adventure
Dreaming boldly and big
Until you acted like a pig
Wanting release from indenture
Our love story snapped like a twig
 
Dreams dashed and broken
But only temporarily
I made a decision arbitrarily
Another word never spoken
I now live in that cottage by the sea
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Goal

Adventure

Cottage

Nebulous

Photo by Yoori Koo on Unsplash

Faraway

Faraway

Faraway in my dreams
You wait for me here
We kiss in sunlight
and then you disappear

You come and go
whenever I wish
Never staying long
Swimming away like a fish

Playfully you are the wind
Blowing up my dress
Water splashing me
Gently like a caress

Sometimes I hide
And you have to go seek
Running down the beach
While I admire your physique

My fantasy is
one day you’ll stay
Then you’ll be mine forever
and no longer faraway

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Sue Vincent’s Write/Photo Prompt Faraway

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Gallivant – Daily Word Prompt

My name is Christine
And I am a gallivanter

As a child growing up in England a million years ago, everyone used to book their annual vacation immediately after Christmas. At the back of each newspaper and magazine there were countless advertisements for holidays abroad. You would fill in a little section of the ad with your name and address and send it with a stamped and self addressed envelope. In a few weeks you’d receive a big glossy catalogue! When I was 7 or 8 years old I used to save my pocket money and buy stamps and envelopes so I could send away for all these fabulous free books on exotic places all over the world. My mother couldn’t understand my fascination and she thought my expectations were very lofty about wanting to see the world.

It never left me though and I became addicted to gallivanting!  I am fortunate in that I chose a travel industry career in sales and marketing. I worked for travel agents, a major airline and then fine hotels, ending up in private country clubs. Always working with people either planning a trip, actually traveling, or at their final destination. Of course my choices helped tremendously with the financial side of things and I was lucky enough to gallivant all over the world for next to nothing. I even ended up living overseas! I had the opportunity to follow my dream and I am a better person for it.  Traveling is an eduction by itself and it teaches you to be more accepting of everyone.

Someone said once, “Show me the child at 7 and I will show you the man” (Or woman!). He was right!

Dream

I wish I could travel
To the ends of the earth
So dreamed the child
Perhaps to Cairo or Perth

Learning different languages
Colorful Bazaars
Mystical places
Why not reach for the stars

Hang on to your dreams
Keep them close to your heart
Sometimes they are all you have
While you map the chart

The world is your oyster
It presents you with a pearl
Enjoy the wanderlust
And give it a whirl

What you envisage
Usually comes true
Keep dreaming on young thing
One day you’ll be saying adieu

Christine Bolton

I’m a little late with this submission but it’s such a great word!

Gallivant Word of the (Yester)Day

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