Craggy rocks veiled with gauzy mist Morning air chilling in it’s mystery Dramatic colors unfolding with the hours passing Greys turning to blues as the sun rises with it’s warmth Changing the landscape in its ever-moving cycle of light following dark Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing © in response to Sue Vincent’s Weekly Write/Photo
you paint with words, delicate and soothing, rising like an air goddess, so beautiful Christine
Thank you so much Gina. Even your comments are poetic! ☺️💕
aww you are the sweetest Christine
As always, Christine, you conjure beauty with your words.
You are so sweet Sue! Thank you. It means a lot to me 🥰
Beautifully written Christine.
Thanks Sadje dear 🥰
You’re welcome my friend
The poem is really good <3
Thanks so much! I’m happy you liked it ☺️