Tag: D’verse Poets

Say My Name

Say My Name

My name speaks for itself
It needs no explanation
Variations ranging from Christine
To Christina and Kristen
To Kirsty, Christy and Kristian

Onward Christian Soldiers
is probably our marching music
But we prefer to be low key
Choosing a more passive way
Our directions not rubric

You can guess the origin
But it’s more interesting to learn
We have dissatisfaction
For being governed by tradition
For travel and adventure we yearn

We like harmony and balance
Respond positively to beautiful things
We are muses and someone
who can change your life
With Christine you can do anything

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

 

In response to Amaya at dVerse Poets What’s in Name

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Balancing Act

Balancing Act

Walking a tightrope

Above the minefields

of your existence

I throw caution to the wind

Up here I may fall

A path of least resistance

 

Melancholy thoughts

And depressing actions

Separate us by degrees

Refusing to let go

Clinging to air

I’m an artist of trapeze

 

Remaining in limbo

With no safety net

Patiently waiting

Self-indulgent proclivities

Keep us apart but

My danger liberating

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Grace from dVerse Poets Open Link Night #229

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Lover’s Legacy

Lover’s Legacy

I bury my face in your shirt
Smelling your cologne
Still lingering on the fabric
Laundered clean since then
Yet you are there touching my senses
The ritual almost tantric

Coffee brewing in the pot
Kitchen filled with a glorious aroma
Morning smells familiar of you
Fresh baked bread and soft butter
Roses picked fresh from the garden
Sweet and fragrant still covered in dew

If love had a scent
It would bear your name
Your essence is omnipresent
Each room I wander into
Provoking memories of you
But you are now absent

As always lost in my reverie
Dreaming of what we once had
and wondering why it went wrong
Did I become invisible by loving you
And you could no longer see me
Or did you never quite belong

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Gina’s Challenge – Comfort Smell – at D’Verse Poets

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Weakest Link – Haibun Monday

 

This challenge made me think about teamwork and how in some industries the strength of the team is key to success.    If one person on the team is weak then the chain can easily be broken and a collapse of service is inevitable.

 

Like links in a chain

Strength is in the weakest link

Knowing it is there

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

In response to D’Verse Poets Haibun Monday – Murmuration

The challenge is to perceive the qualities of the group, and to distinguish what makes an individ​ual member of that group both a part of it and apart from it. What sets or groups can you observe directly or in your imagination? Aim for clarity and simplicity in your language.

Date

Date

Early morning light
Streaks through the curtain
Another day dawning
That’s all that is certain

Sarah lies in her bed
Remembering what occurred
The events of the previous night
Have left her somewhat disturbed

“What happened?” she thought
Everything was going so great
Andrew was delightful
Considering it was a blind date

They had gone to a restaurant
For an early dinner and talk
Then a movie to follow
And a stroll on the boardwalk

Andrew had become romantic
And leaned in to kiss
She reciprocated the action
It was a moment of bliss

It lasted just a moment
And then he doubled over in pain
What was the problem?
She could not ascertain

After some endless moments
Sarah realized what was amiss
He’d eaten the lamb curry
It wasn’t the kiss

The hospital emergency room
Was where they eventually parted
They likely wouldn’t meet again
Dating is not for the faint hearted

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Bjorn’s challenge at D’Verse Poets Writing Narrative Poetry

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I am a Rock

I am a Rock

This small round stone
Has warmed in my hand
It is smooth and colorful
From where did it come?
Perhaps the hinterland

How did it get here?
Who has held too?
Was it part of something
much bigger
Or just a rock in the fescue?

Energy from the pebble
Is soothing my soul
I am connected to nature
At peace with myself
And feeling ultimately whole

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

In response to D’Verse Poets Tuesday Challenge from Sarah Mindfulness

We were asked to hold an object for a period of time and then write about it.

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Unsafe Harbor – A Quadrille

Unsafe Harbor

You promised to love me

and to protect me always

Through thick and thin

for the rest of our days

 

However you lied to me

and my heart was broken

I harbor no ill will toward you, but

another word will never be spoken

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

In response to D’verse Poets Monday Quadrille Challenge by Lillian –  Harbor

A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words (excluding the title)

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Circus

Circus

What was once wondrous
and filled me with joy
I now hold in disdain
Pretty white horses
Elephants and lions
I did not know their pain

As a child I was excited
by the music and fanfare
Such exotica to see
Now I am sickened and sad
at the treatment
they suffered for me

Memories are disingenuous
The circus once wore
a glorious crown
The public expressed outrage
Animal liberation
Send in the clowns

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

In response to dVerse Poets Prompt Circus

 

Terrain

 

Terrain

Gorse covered mountains

Heather of purple tangled

In between craggy rocks

Just to please the eyes

Kaleidoscope of shapes and colors

Lingering memories the prize

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

In response to a d’Verse prompt Lillian’s Alphabet Sestet

Using letters G-H-I-J-K-L

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