Tag: Heart

Cliffs

Cliffs

The sea was kissed
by the morning mist
Darkness tarried
as the sun struggled
to be set free

Standing atop the cliffs
a wild picture
of windblown
red hair likened to
the Flame tree

Cloak lifted by the wind
she scanned the horizon
searching for a sign
Praying he comes today
as was his decree

In the distance
she espies the sails
The ship moving at a clip
becoming clearer, getting nearer
bringing her the key

A flock of seagulls
Releasing its cacophony
Rose up around her
Its noise summoning
her sensually

Heart lifted from its
recessed pit
she mounts her steed
Galloping to the shoreline
sorrows vanish
once more carefree

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Cacophany

Summon

Sensual

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Heart

If the heart is a muscle
How can it break?
In a thousand pieces
A constant ache

Shattered like glass
Trodden into the ground
Slashing life’s tires
Irreparable and profound

Ripped apart over and again
Miraculously repairing
Growing larger than before
Open to more exploring

Never forever broken
A heart always repairs
Life’s great mystery
Meant to be shared

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

In response to D’Verse Unseen Things

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Saddened

My heart is heavy again today

It feels like pain will never go away

I was doing so well

Never hearing the warning bell

My world suddenly on its end

I look to you but you will not bend

Your actions provoke

Even when nothing is spoke

Goading for a reaction

I’m innocent, rejecting the accusation

This treatment I cannot abide

I just want to run away and hide

I am walking aimlessly in a minefield

Where your weapons you do wield

There is no middle ground

It’s as if we have drowned

I go into survival mode

My livelihood is about to unfold

I must walk away from you

If it is the last thing I ever do

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Daily Prompt Abide

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Oblivion

Wishing to feel numb
As an object floating down a river
No thoughts in my head
Luxurious indifference
Ignoring what must be considered
Until I pull the last thread

Not wanting to feel anymore
Bone and muscle crushing pain
Body aching from the anguish
Mind full of blackness
Dark thoughts of anger
Unable to vanquish

Moving in slow motion
Ignoring the sounds in my head
Careful not to experience
More of the same debilitating madness
Avoiding the inevitable outcome
Preferring one more day of tarriance

Not being able to choose who loves us
Standing open hearted and vulnerable
Selecting those who deliver misery
How low is that bar we refuse to hold high
Inevitably making it possible
For enemies to write our history

Beauty turned to ashes
Crumbled words spoken
Hearts broken into shards of glass
Amorous touches brushed away
Love murdered with malice
Ultimately arriving at an impasse

If time is an illusion
Years together count for nothing
Then what matter is the waste
If treated with disdain
Expendable thoughts, disposable feelings
All that’s left is a bitter aftertaste

Leave me in peace
To release the past
Yearning for blissful oblivion
Memories cruelly haunting
Demands that will never be met
Unable to meet your criterion

Moving forward in silence
Embracing the blindside
Avoiding each another
Are we practicing being alone
Remembering how it was
When there was no one other

Christine Bolton

In response to The Daily Word Challenge: Amorous

Daily Word Prompt: Blindside

Fandango Words of The Day: Object

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