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Shadow of the Sword

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Shadow of the Sword

Scared of the shadows
You take my hand 
and lead me gently
from the darkness 
Still trembling with fear
I hold onto you
Resisting the slight pull
from the invisible harness
 
For reasons unknown
I trust you with my life
No flare sent up
Perhaps this is infatuation
A desire for something
I have never had
Is it your strength of force?
Or is it an adulteration?
 
Are you rescuing me
from the ghosts of my past?
Protecting me from evil
So my life will live with yours
How I wish to forget
what I will leave behind
I fear nothing will be resolved
Locked behind dungeon doors
 
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©


In response to:
Sue Vincent's Weekly Photo Prompt - Write/Photo - Blade

Word Prompts:

Trust

Flare

Reason

Infatuation

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Fearless

		

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A fearless warrior

Alone in her plight

Fighting for their existence

No one to help her and the child

Determined to go the distance


She walked through fire

but was not burnt by it

She circled her wagons

With her never ending fury

She slayed the dragons


She would fight tigers

For she was a mother

Crossing her you cannot afford

For the life of her daughter

She would fall on her sword


Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©


In response to: Reena’s Exploration Challenge Week #48


Using the line She walked through fire but was not burnt by it


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Escape from Chaos

		

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Desperate to escape the chaos

I reach for my formula of medicine

Journal and writing implements in hand

Slipping quietly into oblivion


My thoughts become an epiphany

Exploding in my head

Furiously I write them down

Capturing all before they are dead


The clear night

Gave forth to brilliant stars

Lighting the sky

Like a fireflies in jars


The soft breeze

Was calming my soul

Musical leaves fluttering

I will soon again be whole


My words move quickly

Across the page

Reminiscent of ballerinas

Dancing on a stage


My heart empties

Its tears of pain

Forming verse so beautiful

Reminding me I am sane


When inside my head

Becomes dark and captured

I can set the demons free

With writings enraptured


Flowing effortlessly

Like waters in a stream

Unleashed onto paper

As if in a dream


Therapy for my head

The jumbled pieces of my brain

Coming together in harmony

My heart does not beat in vain


The pen is mightier than the sword

My words are my power

Grounded by my enlightenment

While adversaries inhabit ivory towers


Christine Bolton


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