Haunted

Posted byChristine BoltonPosted inBlog, LossTags:, , , 
She wandered 
the castle’s battlements
every evening
Flaxen hair pulled back
Tied like a barley stalk
Haunted and haunting
searching endlessly
for the love
forever lost to her
 
From across the water
she could be seen
as the sun left
its pale, yellow light 
to the grayness of dusk
The lady in white
A lost soul
searching endlessly
for poetic justice
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

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I have been writing poetry since I was a child and it has helped in the good times and bad times. I am always looking within to find the answers to life's problems and to write thought-provoking poetry and prose. Thanks for checking it out. Christine

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