Tag: hope

Still Hoping

Still Hoping

Through the layers
of your mind
I sometimes see hope
Hidden between the anger
and hurt that you cling to
refusing to let go
 
But it is weak
starved of nourishment
Ignored, in favor
of the animosity you harbor
Your life blood, you think
Yet it drains your existence
 
I wait and wish
for its survival
because then I might
be able to stay, forever
However, if you ignore it,
then I too will die
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompt:

Layer - FOWC

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Walking Away

Walking Away


A blustery wind
blew cold
in the early morning light
lifting the fog
of the previous night
 
My mood still dark
and now cold like the air
Your words disingenuous
Confusing, hurtful
The evening, tempestuous
 
Finding your truth
an impossible task
Offering only lip service
You are on a different page
as if under another auspice 
 
Walking away from you
easier than it seemed
Parting a not so sweet sorrow
With the daylight comes the sun
and the warmth of tomorrow
 
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Fog

Blustery

Disingenuous

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Lost

Lost

Little boy
What are you doing?
Are you hiding
from someone
or just fooling?
 
You are lost you say
as you look through tears
Let me help you
We’ll find mommy
no need for fears
 
You were playing
hide and seek
with your siblings
You forgot how to count
so, you decided to peek
 
No one was there
and off you went
calling out loud
not finding anyone
as if you lost the scent
 
It felt like forever
you were searching
No one came to get you
Scared and now hungry
Night time approaching
 
Voices in the distance
Brought hope to his heart
Parents screaming joy
Their boy had been found
Never again to be apart
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Hélène Vaillant's what Do You See
Photo Challenge
 

Dance with Me

Dance With Me

Dance with me
to music only I can hear
hold me tight
so I have no fear
Dance with me
by the sea shore
wait and listen
for the waves' roar

Dance with me
on the cliff’s edge
Staring down
from the rocky ledge
Dance with me
in the silvery moonlight
That I may look at you
past the stroke of midnight
 
Dance with me
and turnover your heart
I am your muse
We must never part
Dance with me
around this world
It is now the time
for wings to be unfurled
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts

World

Wait

Turnover

National Poetry Writing Month
#NaPoWriMo - Day 15 - April 15
Today's prompt was optional

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Seeds

Seeds

In the forest
of petrified trees
where there is not
even a leaflet
to be found
There, lives hope
 
Under the earth
the seeds
of sentiment
struggle to germinate
So they may
walk life’s tightrope
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Hope

Leaflet

Petrified

Sentiment

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Magic

Magic


As the winter solstice
Comes around once more
The season of illusion
Comes knocking at our door

For those children
Who still believe
That many gifts
They will receive

From the mystical man
Riding a sleigh in the sky
Pulled by reindeer and
No one ever sees them fly

The magic of Christmas
And stories from the past
Will live on for infinity
Until the very last

To those who are in need
And all the others in between
Bringing hope and wishes
Who would ever dare intervene

Merry Christmas


Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts

Solstice

Infinity

Intervene

Believe



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In Denial

In Denial

 
I am living in denial
An island in a sea of fear
Immune from pain
Where no one can hear
the voices always in my head
Sometimes wishing 
for a different feeling
and one not of dread
 
Too frightened to face
what I perceive as inevitable
What we once had
is now possibly irrevocable
How I wish to go back
to the state of happiness
When you loved me
and wrapped me in tenderness
 
For now I will remain
Neither here nor there
Persistent in this haven 
Out of the cruel glare
Praying for an outcome
That I can withstand
To return to you or
forever be in the hinterland
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Wish

Persist

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In The Long Run

In the Long Run

Like kissing a train
Going down the tracks
Or catching a falling knife
So is the world with you
Danger wherever I look
Sometimes in fear for my life

Jump on the bandwagon 
Or continue to boredom
What is life if not lived?
Dull and predictable
Lonely and missing
Better to be alive than dead

Your energy inspiring
Exciting and contagious 
A miracle in the making
Getting into character
Each day is live theater
A slice of life for the taking

Adrenalin junkie
I’m not sure that I am 
Just a need to be at your side
No matter the weather
We are better together
I’m along for the ride

Flying up to the high
Hanging on to your coat tails
And turning on a dime
Sharing your crazy world
Better or worse
Leaving would be a crime

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

 

Word Prompts:

Inspiring

Theater

Miracle

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Trail

Trail

 

As we trudge life’s treacherous trail

That might be going nowhere

With you as my companion

We might just end up somewhere

 

For each blind leap of faith

I value our shared camaraderie

In your friendship I trust

It was never mandatory

 

When you are tired

I will take the lead

And carry you

If there is ever a need

 

Footsteps side by side

Shoulder to shoulder resilience

Leaning on each other

Impossible to outshine brilliance

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Camaraderie

Trail

Mandatory

Brilliance

 

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The Fire Within

The Fire Within

An electric shock
Caused my body to quiver
His touch had made me shiver

An Involuntary reaction
To this unplanned meeting
A coincidence worth repeating

The fire began to burn within me
Hoping it was in him too
I was feeling quite the shrew

Igniting each other’s flame
Was it the start of something special
Or could he turn out to be the devil

We won’t know unless we perform
The traditional mating dance
Oh please just let me have a chance

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

 

In Response to Victoria hosting tonight’s Prompt at DVerse Poets Pub – Fire

 

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