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Blog, Pain/Sadness

Crosshairs

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Crosshairs

I am innocent, yet
you raise your eyebrows
and shake your head
I saw you pull a face
thinking I didn’t notice
It’s what you do
never what I said
 
I am in the crosshairs
Second time this week
I looked the wrong way
or maybe said something
you didn’t want to hear
You are bad-tempered
and one of us will pay
 
Always an excuse
to justify your mood
it’s this or it’s that
How convenient! 
What is obvious
as always
it will end in a spat
 
Innocent but guilty
I never look for a fight
Yet I get to bounce
off your personality
zig zagging like a pinball
until I am dizzy
and then I’m trounced
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Obvious

Eyebrows

Crosshairs

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Fight to the Death

		

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Fight to the Death





 
You were brave and strong
Valiant and proud
I loved you deeply
To you I was avowed
You fought for my heart
and lost your life
You gave everything
To take me as your wife
 
My life without purpose
Now you have departed
I wander aimlessly
Living broken hearted
I leave this rose
to honor your emotion
The price you paid
The ultimate devotion
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

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Blog, Thought Provoking

		
		
Me

		

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Me


I am wild

and boisterous

Fearless and fierce

I am me


I am adventurous

and curious

Gutsy and brave

I am me


I tow the line

and follow instructions

Respectful and dutiful

I am me


I am kind

and considerate

Thoughtful and benevolent

I am me


I care

and I love

Gentle and sweet

I am me


I write

and I create

Questioning and truthful

I am me


I argue

and fight

Cry and scream

I am me


I cause pain

and offend

Angry and indignant

I am human


Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©


In response to Go Dog Go Cafe Poem about Me


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Contrary

		

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Contrary


I say black

You say white

You’re strange, I joke

Vehemently offended

You respond with spite


Always outraged

Forever the victim

The aggressor jumps down my throat

Robbing my mouth of words

As if his was the hand bitten


Walking in a minefield

Paralyzed in space

Not knowing where to tread

Gingerly stepping

Memories to efface


Behavior contrary

No grey area

To meet in the middle

Just you versus me

Provocative hysteria


The battle is fought

A winner has to prevail

Harmony is lost

Never in your wheelhouse

Sanity does fail


Who do you see

When you look at me

An adversary or lover

Someone to bait

Or someone who might agree


What is important to you

Is it the fight to be right

Winning the ultimate prize

Victorious in the onslaught

Risking the opponent’s flight


Christine Bolton


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Trigger

		

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Trigger


There is a trigger

I unknowingly squeeze

Time after time

I’m blindsided

God help me please


Not recognizing

All the warning signs

I stumble blindly

On your mood this day

Failing to read between the lines


On reflection

It was there to see

In plain sight

Why did I not know?

So foolish of me


Clear indications

Of your displeasure

Slowly building

Gaining strength

Difficult to measure


I had opportunities

To notice the clues

But once more I failed

Blind to the fact

You would soon accuse


The last interaction

Was highly explosive

We are struggling

To find our way back

From a place so corrosive


More than a squabble

It was a full-blown fight

Once more we jump

On the merry-go-round

Too eager to incite


I don’t know how

To keep us afloat

I navigate your angst

Running on to the rocks

And capsizing the boat


Until we find common ground

And begin the repair

There is no hope for us

We will surely drown

In our mutual despair


Christine Bolton


Daily Word Challenge: Squabble


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Blog, Survival

		
		
Fight

		

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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


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Nefarious

		

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Nefarious


She is kind and thoughtful

Sweet and kind

Always gracious to all

In a peaceful state of mind


She may have discovered herself

In the age of Aquarius

But make no mistake

This angel can be nefarious


Yes poised and serene

Loving all who cross her path

Yet if you mess with her

You will suffer her wrath


This flower child hippy

With love for everyone

Will make your life hell

And you’ll wish to be gone


A feminist who fought

And burned her bra

For her rights as a human

And she is nobody’s squaw


A princess warrior

Grounded and secure

She has fought hard

Admiration is hers to procure


Respect for everyone

If you wish it to be returned

There is no superior gender

Equality is deserved


Christine Bolton


In response to Word of The Day Challenge Nefarious


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Composure

		

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Composure


Elegant and dignified

I try to remain

Although extremely hard

When you are killing my brain


Blindsided by the onslaught

It came from out of left field

Words crossed in anger

Like weapons to wield


The accelerant used

To me was unknown

My confidence lost in the flames

I’m now in the danger zone


Regaining my composure

When we are out of sync

Unaware of the cause

Takes me to the brink


To jump off the cliff

Escaping the pain

Is an option considered

Again and again


As if being on the front lines

Of a battleground

How I wish to alight

This merry-go-round


Now tongue-tied

I can only stare

In disbelief

Of what got us here


The war of our words

Escalated to implausible heights

Drained of energy

I surrender the fight


Christine Bolton


In response to the daily Word Prompt: Elegant


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Disaster

		

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Disaster


In the wake of disaster

I swim in turbulent waters

I drown in sorrow


The water takes me down

So I can wallow in my sadness

It is the end of my world


I let it take me to wherever

Nothing matters anymore

My life is over as I know it


Wait


This is wrong

This is for me to decide

What am I doing?


I cannot let this suck the life from me

I kick hard and force my legs to push me up

Fight and fight hard


No one can take this away from me

Even though I was robbed mercilessly

Of my love, my self-respect


My heart is strong enough to repair

My dignity resilient

My soul you can never take


At the surface I gasp for breath

Drawing it deep into my lungs

I will survive


Christine Bolton


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