Tag Archives: Soul

Wounded Soul – A Somonka

Wounded Soul Confused and lonelySearching for somewhere to hideAway from horrorI need to shut out the noiseand ugliness that haunts me   I can feel your painCome here where you will find peaceSpeak your words to meSo your wounded soul may healand your heart begin to rest  Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©In response to MLMM’s SaturdayContinue reading “Wounded Soul – A Somonka”

Wounded

Wounded I love your gentleness Even though I see your fire You are a wounded soul Who fights I feel your ire Rugged exterior But silently brooding Your spirit bruised Its power immense But always eluding Your head is lit by the moon Your heart darkened by the storms Your body has been hewn LetContinue reading “Wounded”

Recovery

Recovery My capacious heart Full of affection Secretes slowly The love you need Like an intravenous injection Your wounded soul Beaten and bruised Crying to be nurtured And healed No longer misused Let me nourish Your spirit and mind With milk and honey Infuse them with strength Until once more entwined   Christine Bolton –Continue reading “Recovery”

Muse

Muse Beauty surrounding me Bringing peace and harmony Mesmerized by the silence I’m embraced by your charm As if protected from harm I float in your abeyance Becoming your muse Your palette of hues Will paint my life story With each brush stroke Oh, the fantasies you invoke Together we write the allegory Our existenceContinue reading “Muse”

I am a Rock

I am a Rock This small round stone Has warmed in my hand It is smooth and colorful From where did it come? Perhaps the hinterland How did it get here? Who has held too? Was it part of something much bigger Or just a rock in the fescue? Energy from the pebble Is soothingContinue reading “I am a Rock”

Confusion

There are tears in my throat Drowning my voice Unable to surface It has no other choice I am emotionally catatonic As I walk in a trance Tripping over my own feet Unable to advance I steady myself Before moving any farther Desperately wanting to recall What prompted my departure Taking a giant step backwardsContinue reading “Confusion”