Tag: healing

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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Reassessment

Reassessment

The chill in the room was Arctic
but the exercise would be cathartic
A time to think
Away from the cacophony
leaning on my philosophy
to find the missing link

Questioning your commitment
and sounding flippant
A familiar chime
Needing space to mull things over
To heal from this wretched hangover
Just give me some time

We’ve been chasing out tails
Taking wind from each other’s sails
Stop the merry-go-round
Moving one step back
to get back on track
Turning things around

Pressing the reset button
Nothing will be forgotten
A chance to take a breath
The relationship has become discordant
Discover what is really important
It will not be the dance of death

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Flippant

Chime

Over

Arctic

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Homecoming

Homecoming

Mesmerized by the silence
In awe of the beauty
surrounding me
I am consumed by
a sense of peace
and harmony

Distant sounds of music
Drifting in the wind
Beckoning me back home
I have been gone
for a long, long time
allowing myself to roam

As tenuous as the life
of a single bloom
on a dying rose tree
As was my existence
Full of angst and turmoil
always needing to flee

Wrapped in cobwebs
my thoughts and feelings
finally uncovered
My voice was heard
and the hidden ego
ultimately rediscovered

With time to breathe
clarity was found
by prioritizing actions
My confidence regained
plans could be made
without distractions

The chasm between us
can now be bridged
Ready to return
Back to you
Living our life together
Is what I yearn

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

 

Word Prompts:

Angst

Home

Cobweb

Prioritize

OctPoWriMo – Poem a Day – #28 – Split in Two

Toxic

Toxic

We laugh and cry
Smile and frown
Usually together
We slip and slide
Soar and fall
Whatever the weather

Now your thoughts toxic
covering your heart
in a dark shadow
I hold a lantern
looking for some light
or an afterglow

Impressionable images
Clouding your brain
and misguiding
Festering memories
rearing their heads
and dividing

What comes out
is caustic and poisonous
Harming those in your path
Patiently I wait
until it is all spent
While shielding from your wrath

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Slide

Soar

Impressionable

Lantern

Toxic

OctPoWriMo – Poem a Day #26 – Inside Out

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Assault

Assault

His voice was husky
With breath of whiskey
In his eyes he took me
I felt a shiver down my spine
He had the look of a swine
He thought he was a somebody

His hands on my body touching
My fists  tightly clenching
I wanted to retch
Mauling me like an animal
I was trying to be rational
As he pushed me against the ketch

The marina was poorly lit
And this deplorable wouldn’t quit
No one heard me shout
The weekend noise
Was covering my cries
I was being assaulted no doubt

He’s telling me I want it
I’ve been asking for it
As he viciously bit my lip
My knee jerks upward
And he just got suckered
Loosening his grip

My attacker once ruthless
Now bent over useless
Writhing in justified pain
I pushed him to the ground
Enjoying his whimpering sound
He won’t try this again

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Deplorable

Week

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Broken Dreams

Broken Dreams

Once upon a time
when you were my lover
we used to live in our world
of magical fantasy with
new experiences to discover

Fearless and free
We sailed the seven seas
Swimming in oceans
Enduring blizzards
And climbing trees

Our dreams were endless
and energy unbounded
A magical pair
Living in enchantment
Any negativity unfounded

Was it then prophetic
that you went away?
You became my former lover
Our lives modified
No longer here to stay

I fascinated you no longer
The spell was broken
In a New York minute
My hopes and wishes dashed
Another word never spoken

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing

Word Promp[ts:

Prophetic

Former

Blizzard

Modify

OctProWriMo – Poem a Day #18 – Once Upon a Time

 

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Crazy

Crazy

It is in that one Nano second
When I can decide
To break out of hell
Allowing crazy and insanity
to ultimately collide

Or I can take a breath
Deep into my diaphragm
Calming and exploring
Redirecting the madness
from its manic forming anagram

Perhaps I choose
to slowly simmer
Like an exotic potion
to prompt and provoke lunacy
What could be grimmer?

That Nano second
disappearing in an instant
Madness might reign
Sanity may prevail
The sport of choice, distant

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Exploring

Prompt

Exotic

Sport

OctPoWriMo Poem a Day #17 – Madness Reigns

 

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