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 ©
Sue Vincent's Thursday Write/Photo
FOWC - Poetic
This is a beautiful poem.
Thank you so much! It means a lot 🙂
Thanks Sue 🙂
It does have that haunting and haunted quality…
good one…nice share
Thanks! 🙂
Thank you dear Sadje! 🙂💕
Oh! Very nice and apt. 🙂💞
Thank you Punam 🙂💕
A wonderful poem!
Thank you dear Sadje 🙂💕
My pleasure dear.
This is gorgeous.
Aww, thank you so much 🙂💕
Live this poem, especially the second verse 💜
Thanks so much! 🙂
It a pleasure and I ment I love the poem not live it 😁😁
I do that all the time 🤣 Thanks!
Lol 😃 me too 💜