Tag: healing

Time Is Up

Time Is Up

Exhausted and drained
Grown tired of the never ending
game
No more rocks in the pile
Can no longer shift the blame
 
Differences to rejoice
Empathy and understanding
to be restored
Walk to towards each other
All avenues explored
 
A time to cast away stones
and a time to gather stones
together
It is now time to forgive
And find the white feather
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
 

Quoting Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 American Standard Version (ASV)
She asked us to take two lines from the complete verse and work them
into our poem, either literally, or as a prompt.

I chose:
" a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together"

Here is the complete verse

For everything there is a season, and a time for every purpose under heaven: a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; a time to seek, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away; a time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; a time to love, and a time to hate; a time for war, and a time for peace.

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Return

Return

Time had come
to face the past
Having left long ago
to follow a dream
this return, the last
 
Running away
gave her life breath
The needed space
to exist in freedom
Or die a slow death
 
The gates of hell
Her captor in darkness
Controlling the mind
Robbing thoughts
Living in starkness
 
Escaping the torture
Where her mind resisted
Beyond the morbid prison
Of her own invention
Learning love existed
 
The triumphant return
A celebration of the soul
Liberated from captivity
Living now free, having crawled
from the black hole
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Sue Vincent's Thursday Photo Prompt - WritePhoto

Word Prompts:

SoCS - Cele-bration

Learning

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Healing Garden

Healing Garden

She followed the circled path
in the Healing Garden
as it was so called
Her desire for silence 
to let go of fears
she noticed it was walled
 
The bougainvillea spilled
over with its deep pink blossoms
A sight for tired eyes
Fragrant jasmine intertwined
with tree foliage
as if dropping from the skies
 
Resting on the white bench
She drew peaceful energy
from the surroundings
Her need for serenity
almost complete and
no longer compounding
 
The stillness of the moment
Brought clarity to jumbled thoughts
Her journey now obstacle free
Meditation and solidarity
Simple solutions for troubled minds
and no more need to flee
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
 
Word Prompts:

Desire

Garden

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Sound of Silence – An Elfchen

Sound of Silence – An Elfchen

 
Silence
The sound
is still golden
and my heart rests
Peacefully

 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Go Dog Go Cafe's Tuesday Writing Prompt

The Elfchen is an 11 word poem written in 5 lines— Line 1=1word,
Line 2=2words,  Line 3=3words, Line 4=4 words,  Line 5 =1 word.
Lines 1 and 5 should not be the same word.  

Mel at Crushed Caramel also tagged me in this prompt.
Check out her Elfchen!

Relaxation – A Quadrille

Relaxation

Steep the fragrant blossoms
In oil
and pluck the grapes 
from the vine 
Slice the ripe oranges
And sweeten the wine
 
Draw a bath
of fresh scented roses
and recline
in its relaxant power
Lie back closing your eyes
and envisage
the Lotus flower
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

DVerse Poets Monday Quadrille with Mish - Prompt word Steep 

A quadrille is a poem with exactly 44 words, excluding the title

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Haunting – Poem of the Month – February 2019

Haunting

The range of emotions
Disturbing and alarming
Unforeseen
Out of the blue
Possibly harming
 
Feelings cut deep
A woeful heart bleeding
Vagrant feelings
Homeless
and needing
 
A future in suspension
Spirit crying for healing
An empty shell
Cast aside
Forever haunting

 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Haunting

Vagrant

Woe

Range

D'Verse Poets - Open Link Night - Hosted by Grace

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Growing

Growing

Their love immature
Allowing resentment to build
They could not see the forest
for the lumber to be milled
Like a motor revving
Their anxiety up and down
Arguments were common
Always a fight for the crown
Needing perspective
they went different ways
Space across the miles
And clarity through the haze
Removed from the battlefield
A time to think
A metamorphosis occurred
As they stood on the brink
Reborn and reenergized
Independent and strong
They come full circle
Back to where they belong

 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Immature

Metamorphosis

Lumber

Resentment

Motor

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Song Lyric Sunday – Medicine

Jims Adams is hosting this week’s Song Lyric Sunday as Helen Vahdati is taking a well deserved break. Jim has challenged us to come out with something pertaining to Doctors, Health or Medicine. Alanis Morissete’s Jagged Little Pill fits this prompt and it is a favorite of mine. I hope you enjoy it!

LYRICS

Oh, oh, oh

I, recommend getting your heart trampled on to anyone, yeah
I, recommend walking around naked in your living room, yeah

Swallow it down (what a jagged little pill)
It feels so good (swimming in your stomach)
Wait until the dust settles

You live you learn, you love you learn
You cry you learn, you lose you learn
You bleed you learn, you scream you learn

I, recommend biting off more than you can chew to anyone
I certainly do
I, recommend sticking your foot in your mouth at any time
Feel free

Throw it down (the caution blocks you from the wind)
Hold it up (to the rays)
You wait and see when the smoke clears

You live you learn, you love you learn
You cry you learn, you lose you learn
You bleed you learn, you scream you learn

I, I, oh, oh

Wear it out (the way a three-year-old would do)
Melt it down (you’re gonna have to eventually, anyway)
The fire trucks are coming up around the bend

You live you learn, you love you learn
You cry you learn, you lose you learn
You bleed you learn, you scream you learn

You grieve you learn, you choke you learn
You laugh you learn, you choose you learn
You pray you learn, you ask you learn
You live you learn

Songwriters: Glen Ballard / Alanis Nadine Morissette

You Learn lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, The Bicycle Music Company

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Reason

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

Go Dog Go Cafe – Tuesday Prompt – Wicked Chill

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The Edge of Being

The Edge of Being

 

She flirted with the ocean

Standing on the rocks

Daring it to dress her

With its beauty

Take her completely

Into its arms

And hold her down

Until she could breathe

No more

She teased and begged

For the attention

Wishing to surrender

To its power

Her lover not receptive

 

On this dark broody night

The velvet sky pushed

Back the curtain of clouds

And the wind halted

The angry ocean

Slowed its breath

And whispered softly

To her

Do not tempt me anymore

I will not take you this night

You are using me

To dull your pain

I will wash it away

So you may live another day

 

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

 

In response to DVerse Poets Bjorn’s Metaphor Challenge

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