
Haiku The light filters through The never ending darkness Bringing needed hope Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Haiku The light filters through The never ending darkness Bringing needed hope Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
I am excited to share that I have two poems included in the new Anthology of Poetry called Hidden in Childhood edited by Gabriela Marie Milton. It is available for purchase now on Amazon. Below I am sharing the first poem Case Closed.
You carry melancholy in a suitcase full of hope It is a familiar travel companion Hope may find joy but ultimately it leaves you Knowing deep in your soul pessimism rules In abandoned dreams from long ago is where you find yourself The trust in parents to protect and love Your well-being discarded Forgotten While their emotional wars are waged relentlessly You, played like a pawn Their flawed wisdom damaging all Misguided by upbringing You are what you are taught A product of the toxic environment in which you live You surrendered everything for love and it played on your vulnerability for happiness The suitcase remains closed like your heart Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Image by ArtTower from Pixabay
Senryu When all hope is lost And the darkness covers you Know you aren’t alone Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Hope is the light at the end of the tunnel A glimmer of something outside of pain Hope is the thread you hang on to So life would not be in vain Hope is a hand keeping your head above water Someone saying a kind word Hope is breaking through the silence Like the gentle song of a bird Hope is the five-dollar bill in your jeans That made it through the wash Hope is you’re going to make it by any means Your dreams will not be squashed Hope is optimism in the face of adversity Don’t let them ever get you down Hope is always gentle and kind A big hug to wipe away that frown Hope is wishes to be granted A talk back from the ledge of despair Hope is the kindness of the invisible Who always send up a prayer Hope is a good wish from a stranger Someone unaware your heart aches Hope is a basket of food left at your door Or perhaps a homemade cake Hope is sometimes all we have When times make it hard to cope Life can take more that it will give But in the end, there is always hope Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Sarah is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight and has prompted us with repetition. She asked us to choose from her selection and use them repeatedly throughout the poem. I chose "Hope" I have reworked a poem I wrote about hope four years ago as it was perfect for this challenge. I hope you like it.
As the last shirt was pegged to the line her hands went to her back and massaged the aching muscles that had borne the weight of her labor The wind was in full force and the sky bright She knew the linens would dry quickly this day Her spirits lifted briefly at the thought of an early finish to her day’s work but knowing by then the sun would be almost gone She wished for the wind to carry her away from this drudgery and servitude Young in age but weary in spirit These moments alone on the roof were precious times for her to dream of how life could perhaps be one day Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Merrel is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight and has prompted us to write a 'March Wind Ekphrastic Poem' by selecting on of four paintings about the wind that she suggested and to use it as the prompt for our poem. I chose 'Sun and Wind on the Roof' by John Sloan. Enjoy Up On The Roof by The Drifters
Hope flickering
like candlelight
in a cool breeze
Once burning bright
A beacon of belief
Guiding, gently pushing
towards dreams
Now waning like the moon
losing its fullness
Hope’s flickering flame
Doomed to be doused
Leaving a heavy heart
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Word Prompt
Flickering - RDP
One more angry word
from nowhere
is another dose of arsenic
poisoning my soul
Living in the constant chaos
Of your existence
I pray for eviction
Freedom from your madness
To write on a clean slate
With different words
Creating a new story
of hope and happiness
The answer is there
in my secret dreams
One day I will find
the courage to fly
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Prompts
Clean Slate - RDP
Answer - FOWC
At the darkest of hours when nothing is left to be taken Stripped bare of dignity Pummeled into dirt The taste still lingering in your mouth even after you have wretched it from your body You dig even deeper than where you have been before Finding those special gifts bestowed on you by all who have beaten you down Resilience and resolve These are the things that lift you from the hell that was your life Your champions and saviors who always know where you are when you need them the most Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Sanaa is hosting D'Verse poets and has asked us to write a panegyric poem in honor of someone or something. I looked within, grateful for my inner strength. Image by adelmo adelmo from Pixabay
A wave of the hand An inspiring conversation An expectant mind Who would lay blame for the Hope carried in a naïve heart Or was it just a figment of imagination Sending you on a path to nowhere? Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Word Prompts Inspire - Stream of Consciousness Wave - RDP Blame - Word of the Day Figment - FOWC