Bayou

Bayou

A full moon
glints through
Swamp Willow
and a reticent
breeze
whispers
its secrets
only to the night

Burning sun
concedes to
a heavy, hanging,
suffocating
atmosphere
as the 
cricket chorus
begins

Beaded sweat
gathers quickly
on weary foreheads
and fans rotate
stagnant air
in wretched rooms
Relief
Impossible
Elusive

 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts

Quickly - Word TheDay
Impossible - FOWC

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Published by Christine Bolton

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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