Time to Leave
Inside a secret sorrow Sharp stabbing pains of a bleeding heart Thoughts jumbled unable to form words Feeling drawn to this spot The stillness of the water was meant to soothe The rambling hills Clear air to breathe and sadness to release But this was not the place to heal Raw memories suffocating Longing for the ocean and the salt life left behind To stare again at pewter skies streaked with tangerine Waiting for a setting sun to take away sadness To lay in cool sand As the night comes Sequined stars Dotting the sky Calming the soul It is time to leave Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing © Sue Vincent’s Weekly Write/Photo Word Prompts: Feeling - Word of the Day Spot -Stream of Conciousness Stars - RDP Ramble - FOWC
Wonderfully penned, My Dear! Filled to the brim with so many emotions and feelings working toward the great ending of “It is time to leave”. Letting go and moving on is not an easy thing to do even when it is the only thing to do. Bellissimo!
xoxo
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Oh you are so sweet Chuck. Thank you my friend 🥰
Not sure that is true, but if it is it’s because I read so many of your words and works!!! Ha!
Hope your week is going well!! Be safe out there, My Dear!
xoxo
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You keep safe too Chuck ☺️💕
Beauty soothes but is seldom enough to heal so deep a wound.
Yes this is true. ☺️
Very nice Christine.
Thank you Darnell 🙂
“pewter skies
streaked with tangerine
Waiting for a setting sun”
Gorgeous lines, Christine! Love this. ❤️🙂
You’re so sweet! Thank you. You know it means a lot 🥰
Always a pleasure, dear. 😊❤️