Tag: love

Anticipation

Anticipation

As the last rays of sun
stretch down to touch the earth
and the final leaf falls from the tree
I will still be here, waiting
for you and all that it is worth
 
Let the darkness come
and smother me with dread
For I will soon know
whether you will finally come
or my fear will tear me to shreds
 
A lifetime spent in anticipation
of this moment to arrive
When love be requited
and we are together at last
so my heart will revive
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Sue Vincent's Thursday Write/Photo Challenge

Sarah is hosting tonight at D'Verse Poets and
has prompted has with poetry about waiting
D'Verse Poets - Waiting

Labour – Haibun Monday

If anything is worth it then we must work at it, or so I was taught.  Work hard and you will live well. To love you must also work hard and sometimes it does not always bear fruit.   How many of us have devoted months and years into failed relationships and marriage?  We bend and twist ourselves inside out to conform to other’s desires and wishes only to realize that it was all for nothing.

This week’s prompt from D’Verse Poets asked us to include the the word Labour as it is Labour Day here in the US.  My first thought was Shakespeare’s comedy, Love’s Labour’s Lost.


Haiku

We work to live but
we live to love and question
when Love’s Labour’s Lost


Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

After the Love Has Gone

After the Love Has Gone

After the love has gone
and the hierarchy shifts
There is always a winner
and of course, a loser
and the taking back of gifts
 
Who will be my advocate
in this frazzled, ugly mess
Serenity long gone
just hurt and anger remain
and you couldn’t care less

 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts

Hierarchy - WotD

Serene - RDP

Advocate - FOWC

Protection

Protection

As the sun casts its long shadows
and the eventual darkness threatens
I wipe the tear from your face
and hold you close to me
Taking on your pain so you,
my child, suffer no more
Your wellbeing my utmost concern
Protecting you from the bad dreams
that will surely come this night
 
Yes, the demons are always there
Unseen, invisible to the eye
Lurking in the hidden crevices
of your young mind
Thriving on your fear
But tonight they will not reach you
It is fortuitous that I am here
with you and I fear nothing
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts

Wellbeing - WotD
Fortuitous - RDP
Shadow - FOWC
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