Haiku Long legged Spoonbill Beautiful in pink plumage Wading in water Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
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Daily Haiku – Sat. May 14, 2022
Haiku The sound of water Gently rippling over stones Calm noise of nature Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Daily Haiku – Fri. May 13, 2022
Haiku The tree cycles bark Keeping moisture in the ground So plants will survive Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Broken – Poem of the Month – May 2022
Broken Broken like the wing of an injured bird Broken is the silence of words never heard Broken like branches of a tree slowly bent and withered Crippled by the performance You so cruelly delivered Feeling shattered and broken in a thousand parts It is the sliver of glass that is optimism in my heartContinue reading “Broken – Poem of the Month – May 2022”
Daily Haiku – Thu. May 12, 2022
Haiku Morning symphony of birdsong breaking the dawn’s calm tranquility Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
One Liner Wednesday – Women are from Venus
The other week I shared a funny one liner about a couple in bed and called my post Men are from Mars. In keeping with that theme, this week it is about how women may feel in bed. What do you think? For Linda G. Hill’s One Liner Wednesday For more humorous cards and giftsContinue reading “One Liner Wednesday – Women are from Venus”
Daily Haiku – Wed. May 11, 2022
Haiku A sleeping dog lies Without a care in the world Dreaming of dinner Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Daily Haiku – Tue. May 10, 2022
Haiku As the birds settle In the late afternoon sun The earth becomes still Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Blind Faith – Flash Fiction
Blind Faith The church clock struck again. We’d waited more than an hour. “Why’s this taking so long?”, said Ma wearily . “It’s ok”, I replied, knowing the question was rhetorical. Ma was still guilty about the explosion that left me blind since I was five. It was May Day and the village was celebrating. Da leftContinue reading “Blind Faith – Flash Fiction”
Daily Haiku – Mon. May 9, 2022
Senryu Listening closely To the gentle breeze of night I hear your whispers Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved