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Time Is Up

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Time Is Up

Exhausted and drained
Grown tired of the never ending
game
No more rocks in the pile
Can no longer shift the blame
 
Differences to rejoice
Empathy and understanding
to be restored
Walk to towards each other
All avenues explored
 
A time to cast away stones
and a time to gather stones
together
It is now time to forgive
And find the white feather
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
 

Quoting Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 American Standard Version (ASV)
She asked us to take two lines from the complete verse and work them
into our poem, either literally, or as a prompt.

I chose:
 " a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together"

Here is the complete verse

For everything there is a season, and a time for every purpose under heaven: a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; a time to seek, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away; a time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; a time to love, and a time to hate; a time for war, and a time for peace.

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Heritage

		

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Heritage










Mollusk crusted rock
 In the ancient midden 
 Reflecting the life
 Of times long hidden

 History for us to unravel
 In these gifts preserved
 Stories of ancestors
 Thoughtfully conserved

 Uniformly collected
 Treasures of times gone by
 Chronicles the account
 Of what happened, and why

 Years of being derelict
 Disrespecting our past
 Acknowledging the fault was ours
 Learning the lesson at last

 We must forgive mistakes
 Ignorance is not a crime
 They knew not the value
 Of that place and time
 


 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

DVerse Poets Pub hosted tonight by Frank Hubeny
He has challenged us with “Blame and Forgiveness”

Word Prompts:

Derelict

Fault

Uniform




	    


	    	

	    	
	

	

	    	

		
		
Back in Time

		

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Back in Time






I wanted to believe
that I could travel
back to time past
To escape the pain
and the memories
How long could it last?
 
Itching to be gone
Disappearing
into thin air
Touch the stone
In theory be gone
Without a care
 
Tired of your criticism
Weary now
of the humorless pokes
Drained of energy
I stagger 
My back on the ropes
 
Today is the day
I find myself here
In front of the stone
Concentrating hard
I say goodbye to you and
Back in time I am thrown
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Itching

Critic

Air

Theory

Sue Vincent's Thursday Write/Photo Prompt




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Just a Matter of Time

		

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Just a Matter of Time


It was sorcerous how she got there

Touching the stone thinking of a forebear

She was sent way back in time

To a place long before

Finding a love she wished for

Feeling like it was a crime


Living a life two centuries in yesteryear

Forgetting a husband once so dear

A fabulist weaving stories in her head

In the two lives she had dwelt

Once with a Briton and once with a Celt

Would either one believe a shred


Life full of magical fantasy

So far from her reality

A handsome warrior and protector

He had stolen her heart

How could they now ever part

For she had drunk his nectar


Reluctantly one day she returned

But the love she left there was spurned

The present was lost to her forever

The past called her to regress

To the highlands of tartan dress

She vowed to get there whenever


Lifting the hem of her frock

She scrambles up the rock

Stopping at the circle of stones

As she touches the granite

She begins to understand it

Feeling a shiver in her bones


She passes through time

Falling and tumbling in rhyme

Looking for the same track

To that time of long ago

Where she had dared to go

Now wishing to go back


Would he still be waiting there

Or would he forswear

Rejecting her devotion

Could he believe her story

Or see it as an allegory

or some foolish notion


Time really did stand still

She thought falling down the hill

It just won’t wait for any man

She felt fierce in commitment

Not fearing embarrassment

Vowing only that she can


 


Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©


Inspired by the novel Outlander by Diana Gabaldon


Word Prompts:


Granite


Fabulist


Fierce


OctPoWriMo – Poem a Day #20 – Time Stands Still


Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Can


Photo:  Craigh na Dun, near Inverness Scotland


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Time

		

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Time


Time placed in a bottle

Saved for a rainy day

Remembrances sweet

A familiar scent

Jogging a memory

A feeling of foreplay


Slowing down

To savor the taste

Of delicious sentiments

Dancing in the mind

Toying with the senses

Having thoughts unchaste


Traveling back to that time

Bringing certain joy to the heart

Much younger then

The world was one’s oyster

The pearl for the taking

Lovers never to part


The hotel old and quaint

Room number 5

Overlooking the square

Lovemaking in the afternoon

Sipping on wine

Never felt more alive


Back in the present

Putting the photograph away

Pushing the time

Back in the bottle

Keeping the memory safe

Until it rains another day


Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©


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This Time

		

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This time I will not buckle

My head is held high

I don’t have to listen to

Your angry words

That cause me to cry


This time I will succeed

I will stand up to you

No more make up

This time we break up

I cannot see this through


This time I will not give you

A platform on which to strand

You play both the victim

And the dictator

Delivering a back hand


This time I will not duck

Your words disguised as knives

I deflect them fearlessly

No scars this time

This cat has many lives


This time you’re not the man I love

You are someone unrecognizable

Nasty, accusatory and untruthful

Spewing your aggression

My pain is undeniable


This time it is different

I bear no fault for your behavior

Arrogance unbecoming

I am striving for freedom

Look elsewhere for a savior


This time I look ahead

Old feelings are obsolete 

Eyes front and center

There’s no looking back

This chapter is now complete


Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©


Word Prompts:


Striving


Duck


Obsolete


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Again – Poem of the Month – March 2018

		

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Monotony, Same thing over again


Again



I have been here before

This place, this time

It feels the same

My heart feels the same

The date is the same

The year is different

What does it matter

The traditions of this day

Cause more pain and

More questions than necessary

I fall victim to this celebratory

Time again and again

It means nothing to me anymore

Once it was the hope

The expectation

Of things to come

Now it is a chore

A day to be spent alone again

Every year for whatever reason

It is inconsequential

It is underwhelming

It is dull

Next year I will disappear

From time and space

So I do not have to answer

Those inevitable questions


Christine Bolton


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