Tag: Wishing

Still Talking

Still Talking

He is still talking ...
 
I listened intently for as long as I could
but felt my mind wandering
to a faraway place where all I could hear
was the gentle lapping of waves
against a sandy shores

A warm breeze rustled the sea grasses
as I studied my toes buried deep
in the cool soft powdered beach
I watched sandpipers toying with the water
Running out and running in, never to get wet

I picked up treasure of bleached-out shells
Waiting in their emptiness to be collected 
and transported elsewhere and stored
in a box with a lid closed tight
Never to see the sun again until needed
for a memory check of what once was

I followed footprints along the beach
Watching the tide reclaim them effortlessly
The colors began to change in the late afternoon
and there is an orange glow the color of marmalade
A seagull shrieks loudly
and I am startled from my peaceful sojourn
It is then I realize ...
 
He is still talking 
 
 
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Peter Frank is hosting D'Verse Poets, Meet at the Bar tonight.
He has prompted us with 'Circular poetry'.  We have the option to
write a Pantoum or Villanelle which are circular poems with
repetition, or to write a poem showing something coming
full circle




Photo by Saksham Gangwar on Unsplash
 
 

Wishing

Wishing

Laying here in the darkness
waiting for daybreak
I hug the pillow closer
pretending it is you
Wishing  you were here
Laying beside me
Where I could gaze
at you sleeping
Watching your
rapid eye movement 
Hoping I was in your dreams
and not in the shade
where you left me



Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Daybreak - Daily Addictions
Hug - RDP
Rapid - FOWC
Shade - Stream of Conciousness

Wishing and Hoping

Wishing and Hoping


Dare I dream
that one day I will be
playing on the beach
down by the sea
making sandcastles
catching fish
collecting shells
making a wish
 
Living in snow
more than half a year 
heavy clothes
and winter gear
sunshine hidden
for most of the time
frozen world
it seems like a crime
 
I wish and hope
and want to be
warm and happy
under a palm tree
goodbye cold and snow
Please set me free
so I may live
down by the sea
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Hélène Vaillant's Was Do You See Prompt

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Oblivion

Wishing to feel numb
As an object floating down a river
No thoughts in my head
Luxurious indifference
Ignoring what must be considered
Until I pull the last thread

Not wanting to feel anymore
Bone and muscle crushing pain
Body aching from the anguish
Mind full of blackness
Dark thoughts of anger
Unable to vanquish

Moving in slow motion
Ignoring the sounds in my head
Careful not to experience
More of the same debilitating madness
Avoiding the inevitable outcome
Preferring one more day of tarriance

Not being able to choose who loves us
Standing open hearted and vulnerable
Selecting those who deliver misery
How low is that bar we refuse to hold high
Inevitably making it possible
For enemies to write our history

Beauty turned to ashes
Crumbled words spoken
Hearts broken into shards of glass
Amorous touches brushed away
Love murdered with malice
Ultimately arriving at an impasse

If time is an illusion
Years together count for nothing
Then what matter is the waste
If treated with disdain
Expendable thoughts, disposable feelings
All that’s left is a bitter aftertaste

Leave me in peace
To release the past
Yearning for blissful oblivion
Memories cruelly haunting
Demands that will never be met
Unable to meet your criterion

Moving forward in silence
Embracing the blindside
Avoiding each another
Are we practicing being alone
Remembering how it was
When there was no one other

Christine Bolton

In response to The Daily Word Challenge: Amorous

Daily Word Prompt: Blindside

Fandango Words of The Day: Object

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