Tag: Politics

Cause

Cause


Fragile like a bomb
Delicate as a flower
Understanding
the difference
Is the key to power 
 
Trial and error
A mantra to adopt
A day of reckoning
will surely come
and never be stopped
 
Devotion to the cause
Freedom from the enemy
Stand and fight
for your rights
Enough of inequity
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

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Prompts:

V. J's Weekly Challenge - Story

Fragile

Devotion

Trial

Reckoning


Facts

Facts


Easy Peasy
Peas in a pod
Pods of belongings
Outside a house of God
Gods worshipped
all over the globe
Global economy
and the Mueller probe
Probing facts
Fake news isn’t real
Clear and concise
Ready to deal
Cards on the table 
Keep that poker face
Place your bets
Just in case
Amazing Grace
How sweet the sound
Silent Night
With words profound
Knowledge is power
But a little is dangerous
Shoot the messenger
Before he injures us
We the people
Huddled masses
Catholic Churches
With rose-colored glasses
Half empty or half full
Full of wonder
White bread America 
An embarrassing blunder

 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Wonder

Easy

Pod

I struggled a little with the prompts today and this is where my mind
wanted to go!  I hope you enjoy it 🙂

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Confirmation

Confirmation

Today your behavior is decided

The nation watching is divided

You’ve described your actions as silly

Boyhood pranks leaving us chilly

Your true colors shined brightly through

The thin veneer that is you

We saw you for what you are

A privileged bully hiding behind the bar

We’ve met many like you over the years

Arrogance worn as a right, bringing tears

We do not see you as enigmatic

To us you appear more manic

A privileged man full of anger

So quick to unleash his langor

The available position you will not be denied

You shouted, screamed and even cried

We watched your accuser so strong and credible

Your reaction contrived and unbelievable

The country today pays attention

Your position is in undeniable contention

A decision to come not just for you

But fifty years more of this preview

Women of this country should be scared

A judge deplete of empathy might just be declared

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Enigmatic

Trial

Chilly

Deplete

OctPoWriMo – Word Prompt -Denied

Attention

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History Repeats

History Repeats

The District is not Caesar’s Rome

The Hill is not one of the seven

Yet the Senators

are deadly and evil

as they were BC

These devils hide and reside

in hallowed halls of DC

with daggers cloaked

unseen

Preparing to execute

their dastardly deeds

Hell is in our politics

disguised in grey hair

and old man suits

Standing on the shoulders of women

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Prompted by Dead Poet Prompts from AllPoetry.com

My chosen prompt

“Hell is empty and all the devils are here.” – The Tempest, William Shakespeare

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Wake Up Call

 

Wake Up Call

What a yarn you can spin

I don’t know where to begin

Cursory words spoken

Your dialogue broken

Audience shrinking

It is not wishful thinking

If we object to your prescription

You have a conniption

You manage to appall

And persecute all

How can you manage world affairs?

When you clearly have nothing upstairs

Your being in charge

We wish to discharge

It is coming to a head

All those things that you said

The day of reckoning is close

You will not like your dose

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

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Word Prompts:

Cursory

Yarn

Conniption

Persecute

Being

Immorality

The politics of yet another day
Causing a stir amongst the masses
Spirited conversations ignite
One voice louder than the next
A proverbial battle of the classes

A line is drawn in the sand
That no one dares to cross
You fear for your life
Silence might be best
Your beliefs your albatross

Tantamount to a civil car
The rebellious versus the righteous
Neither side knows what they don’t know
A verbal conflict louder and longer
The winner being the most pious

Blind faith of the minority
And an archaic amendment
Gifted us with what we have today
Fractured here and broken there
Drowning us in a pool of resentment

Knocking down our allies
With scornful and outrageous demands
When the anti truth becomes your facts
You are making enemies of your people
Whose dilemmas you will never understand

An association doomed for failure
A reflection on our society’s blindness
The moral compass conveniently cast aside
In favor of the inflated ego
Observing the decline of social responsibility
Where self-serving trumps kindness

Those paying homage to the narcissistic god
From his shirttails they will unhitch
When their stipend shows no relief
Their sum of all fears will be balanced
By Karma who will prove to be a Bitch

Christine Bolton

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Word Prompts:

Association

Reflection

Anti

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