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To Hell With You Janus

To Hell With You Janus

Janus you are two-faced
A god who wants it both ways
Pedantic and limiting
One face looking back,
your rush for us to end a year
One face looking forward,
you fill us with expectations
Promising us all that is new
is, as always, deceitful
This month named for you
has come to be
the darkest of my life
Your wicked vendetta 
year after year
has robbed me of a parent,
and given my husband to another.
You cursed a loved one
with brain tumors
and now you destroy
another marriage.
Casting your long shadows
on my life has ended
I return this month to you
For I do not see you anymore
I do not know you
I never knew you
There is no end or beginning
No old or new
It just is
Copyright © 2020 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing
All Rights Reserved

Sanaa, from A Dash of Sunny, is hosting Open Link
Night at D'verse Poets Pub tonight.

Word Prompts

Vendetta - Word of the Day
Long Shadows - RDP
Pedantic - FOWC

The Music in Me

The Music in Me

I hear an old song
as if for the first time
Words beautiful
Resonating deeply
Taking up residence
in my head
Playing over and over
taking me to places
I have never gone
The music hypnotic
and lyrics
touching my soul
Inspiring my own
poetry in motion
Compelled to write
of the visions that dance
in my head
Round and round
in circles spinning
Spherical objects
floating in air
Lifting me 
Taking me
Copyright © 2020 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing
All Rights Reserved

Merril is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight
and has prompted us with 'Connections'

'For this prompt, I want you to think about
connecting or connections—in any sense.
It could be connecting ideas, connecting
historical moments, or your own connections
with people, places, nature, or art'

I recently participated in a music prompt of
'Circles' from another blog and chose the song
Windmills of your Mind. It is from the movie
remake of The Thomas Crown Affair.  For some
reason I could not get it out of my head, so
I guess I connected with it. I'm sharing it below.

Image by freeillustrated from Pixabay

The Office – Flash Fiction

The Office

Weary from walking she looked at her watch noting the time was 10:25 PM.  She remembered leaving a little after 9 o’clock.  Exhausted and aching she murmured to herself ‘sometimes the great bones of my life feel so heavy’. She began to cry.

It had been a pleasant day.  She had accomplished a lot, feeling a ‘good tired’, as she liked to say.  Dinner was prepared, the table was set as usual.  She waited for her husband to come home.

He wasn’t usually late without calling.  By 8:00 dinner was beginning to look sad.

He worked nearby so she slipped out the house and started walking to his business.  

She entered the building making her way to his office.  Opening the door she found him at his desk with his assistant on her knees in front of him.  She was not picking up paperclips.

Copyright © 2020 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing
All Rights Reserved

Linda from Charmed Chaos is hosting D'Verse Poets
tonight and had prompted us with Prosery which is to
include this line from Spring Azures from the book Wild Geese by Mary Oliver:

‘Sometimes the great bones of my life feel so heavy,’

Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay 

Stolen Moments

attentive woman behind wet glass wall in shower
Photo by Francesca Zama on Pexels.com

Stolen Moments

A mellow feeling
of contentment
Nourishing body
and spirit
for no more than
fleeting seconds
before being
wildly dragged
from a euphoric state
Assaulted by
angry words
of dissension 
Vilifying the soul
Destroying harmony
in rage
because the moment
was not theirs

Copyright © 2020 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing
All Rights Reserved

Words Prompts

Mellow - RDP

Wildly - Word of the Day

Nourish - FOWC
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