Your migration into my heart
is a violation of the sweetest kind
I can barely concentrate
I am going out of my mind
In the rubric of my desires
you appear so many times
The quintessential lover
Committing the ultimate crime
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Prompts:
I am wild
and boisterous
Fearless and fierce
I am me
I am adventurous
and curious
Gutsy and brave
I am me
I tow the line
and follow instructions
Respectful and dutiful
I am me
I am kind
and considerate
Thoughtful and benevolent
I am me
I care
and I love
Gentle and sweet
I am me
I write
and I create
Questioning and truthful
I am me
I argue
and fight
Cry and scream
I am me
I cause pain
and offend
Angry and indignant
I am human
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
In response to Go Dog Go Cafe Poem about Me
An effervescent
Ingredient of piffle
Abominable!
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
The Word Prompt Gods were just not playing fair today. I thought and thought but was not inspired by any of the four presented.
This is the best I can come up with today in the form of an Im-prompt-u Haiku! I’m sure you will all do better than this. Have a great day!
Word Prompts
I must admit, not being a born American, I have always had a problem with July 4th, Independence Day. I just never quite got the hang of it! Thanksgiving was much easier. It was like Christmas only earlier.
However this year it is much more meaningful. Not because of the food and fireworks, but because of what independence and freedom means. I was not a refugee and I had no language barriers, so for all intents and purposes it should have been an easy transition, right? Yes, the paperwork and interviews etc. were easy. But leaving behind family and friends was daunting even for an adventurer like me. Immigration can be quite an isolating experience.
So this year as I witness the cruel and unusual treatment the immigrants are receiving at our borders, I feel ashamed. How could this wonderful country, which opened it arms to me and the people from the other 84 nations that stood next to me at my naturalization ceremony, behave in such a way? Babies, yes babies, torn away from their mothers and put in cages. It is truly shocking. These immigrants are just wanting a better and safe life for their families. They are escaping tyranny and dictators. A concept hard for the average American to wrap his arms around.
So on this day of independence try and put yourself in someone else’s shoes, for just a moment. Imagine their plight, their heartache and their longing for independence and be grateful for what we have.
Thank you for listening.
Today’s poem is in response to Word of the Day Challenge – Independence
Independence
Not American born
I come from overseas
An immigrant you would say
With no communicable disease
I am white and English speaking
What could be better than that
I do not look at it that way
I am no aristocrat
The plight of immigrants today
So poor as a church mouse
Treated like animals
Waiting for the slaughter house
They want what we have
There is no villainy
As did your forefathers
They escape the tyranny
If you can be anything
Be thoughtful and kind
It’s the independence they crave
Lady Justice is blind
Christine Bolton
Nefarious
She is kind and thoughtful
Sweet and kind
Always gracious to all
In a peaceful state of mind
She may have discovered herself
In the age of Aquarius
But make no mistake
This angel can be nefarious
Yes poised and serene
Loving all who cross her path
Yet if you mess with her
You will suffer her wrath
This flower child hippy
With love for everyone
Will make your life hell
And you’ll wish to be gone
A feminist who fought
And burned her bra
For her rights as a human
And she is nobody’s squaw
A princess warrior
Grounded and secure
She has fought hard
Admiration is hers to procure
Respect for everyone
If you wish it to be returned
There is no superior gender
Equality is deserved
Christine Bolton
In response to Word of The Day Challenge Nefarious