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Saddened

My heart is heavy again today

It feels like pain will never go away

I was doing so well

Never hearing the warning bell

My world suddenly on its end

I look to you but you will not bend

Your actions provoke

Even when nothing is spoke

Goading for a reaction

I’m innocent, rejecting the accusation

This treatment I cannot abide

I just want to run away and hide

I am walking aimlessly in a minefield

Where your weapons you do wield

There is no middle ground

It’s as if we have drowned

I go into survival mode

My livelihood is about to unfold

I must walk away from you

If it is the last thing I ever do

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Daily Prompt Abide

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Red Tide

There is danger down below

In the Gulf of Mexico

Southwest Florida’s coast

Today looks like its toast

There’s a commotion

In the ocean

The algae bloom

Is causing doom

Toxins are in the air

And can easily scare

The Red Tide

Cannot be denied

The event is not novel

But it’s certainly awful

Karenia Brevis as it is called

Has left us appalled

Causing humans to cough

A sign to keep off

Dead mammals and fish galore

Line up on our shore

The smell is nauseating

The result devastating

This is nothing new

Just another preview

Of nature doing its thing

Another gift she did bring

Although not manmade

It can still pervade

The planet is crying

Letting us know it’s dying

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Although it doesn’t always make the national news, Red Tide, doesn’t happen too often, but is very real to us in SW Florida. The loss of our sea life is so sad to witness.  Beautiful Manatees, Dolphins, Loggerheads and all kinds of fish washed up on the shore is heartbreaking. Tourism is also a large part of our economy and it can have devastating effects on businesses and visitors alike.  As if hurricanes weren’t enough!  If you would like to know more about Red Tide check out these links below:

https://mote.org/news/florida-red-tide

http://www.mysuncoast.com/news/everything-you-need-to-know-about-red-tide-on-the/article_2e5a7aea-9669-11e8-a7c5-83dc11d9340f.html

Todays prompts:

Commotion

Ocean

Novel

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Thirst

Musical sound of rain
Against a corrugated roof
A wordless opera
Of drama and fraught
With worry of how to cope
What nature had brought

The planet’s frown
Sucking rain into its cracks
Giving breath to the roots
Of trees shriveling
Into dust on blistered ground
Parched and crippling

The deluge continues
Day after endless day
The energetic monsoon
Providing the needed fuel
Protecting earth’s mortality
In its season of renewal

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Words Prompts:  They were definitely not easy today but I think I managed it!

Cope

Blister, Frown, Opera

Monsoon

Energetic

Renewal

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Glass

My glass half full, yours is half empty

Allowing room for more negativity

Mine is always a sunny disposition

Going against your doomsday expedition

I want to fly high with wind beneath my wings

You would rather be grounded and do other things

Differences can be healthy and normal

In our case, not so much, our conflicts have been awful

We are not twins and our interests are varied

Sometimes our interactions can be quite frenzied

Your intentions not always distinct

However your actions are succinct

There is no deadline for a resolution

Our relationship always has a stay of execution

Yet somehow we have made it work

You know you are not really a jerk

I just say that from time to time

When I think we have come off the line

We always find our way back to the center

Neither one of us is a dissenter

With your fingers on my pulse

My being you could easily convulse

You have always been my confidant

There is no one else I would rather want

Exchanging our sugarcoated sound bites

Loving each other into the night

I suggest, that as tomorrow is another day

We should just throw your glass away

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

 

Words Prompts:

Pulse

Confidant

Deadline

Succinct

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Quarry

Deceived by your eloquence
I was swept up by your pander
Your agenda was not initially known
When I realized your plan
You did not appreciate my candor

Angered by my directness
You were no longer comfortable
Your swagger became limp
Seeing my chance to escape
I was no longer vulnerable

Escaping from your clutches
Your words were accusatory
There was anger in your eyes
Your goal would not be achieved
I would never be your quarry

Struggling to stay upright
Clawing my way through trees
Knowing the predator was on my heels
My breathing became labored
As I battled to be free

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Daily Prompts:

Quarry

Eloquence

Candor

Comfortable

 

Sweet Lullaby

Sweet lullaby

I sing to you

To scare away the demons

Who whisper

When no one hears

With no rhyme or reason

Hush baby

Unknown and invisible

Those monsters in your head

Will never get to you

While I am here

Fearing where to tread

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

 

Lullaby

Unknown

Whisper

 

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