
Haiku Early evening light The sky awash with colors Everchanging hues Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Haiku Early evening light The sky awash with colors Everchanging hues Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Beautiful and fresh as the daisies she was named for She was everywhere Pretty with a glow of sunshine Simplistic and uniform, but inside lived an exotic bloom Fragrant with the night Deep, burning colors of Gold and magenta Exciting and expensive By day her brightness cheered bringing smiles to downturned lips Necklaces crafted from her gifts and plucked petals that spoke of love and love not At night she blossomed in a heady fragrance of lure and the unknown Rare and seductive She was the seller of flowers Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Sanaa is hosting Open Link Night at D’Verse Poets
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Not a whispered sound or the soft touch of a breeze on the skin A gentle murmuring of angels never to be heard on this dark night of sin Walking blindly towards nothing but black each step an arduous mile Stumbling at a fallen log Confused and bearings lost Stopping to rest for a while Dawn breaks in the distance A sign of hope at last Fear slowly relaxes its hold Clarity found with passing seconds Remnants of the previous night will remain forever untold Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Grace is hosting Open Link Night at D'Verse Poets Image by Enrique Meseguer from Pixabay
Pale sun behind gossamer clouds Morning light fused in sleepy silver grey shrouding ancient stones in a cloak of mystery A pathway defining entry to a sacred site harboring history of centuries past Enticing, beckoning those who would surrender and dare to dance Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing © In response to Sue Vincent's Weekly Write/Photo Word Prompt Surrender - RDP Promote Yourself Monday - Go Dog Go Cafe
I wandered through
the forest
The moonlight
lighting my way
I came upon
a stationary horse
and I thought
I heard him neigh
He moved suddenly
hearing my approach
Turning to face me
I noticed the horn
This beautiful creature
moving elegantly
like a gazelle
was clearly a unicorn
I moved closer
in silence
wanting to touch
the mystical illusion
As I reached out
he disappeared
in an instant,
It was just a delusion
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
In response to Sadje's What Do You See Photo Prompt
Word Prompts
Gazelle - Word of the Day
Stationary - RDP
In the perfect stillness
of this magical cave
our voices echo in semi darkness
throwing back the sound we gave
The light reflecting imagery
of perfect visual symmetry
We drift on mirrored pool
in silence but for our breath
The air heavy, dank and cool
Humidity smelling of death
Shivering with a feeling of fear
Wondering where to go from here
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Sadje's Weekly What Do You See?
Merril is hosting at D'Verse Poets tonight
and has prompted us with 'Echo'
When the forest floor
is bathed in moonlight
I wait between the trees
Soon you will come
Carefully and quietly
Moving with ease
In the stillness of the night
Your silhouette appears
In your hand I see a flower
My heart skips a beat
In the distance the village clock
strikes the midnight hour
How we like to play silly
tricks with our minds
Wishing for what we want to see
You disappear without a trace
A figment of my imagination
or a full moon lunacy
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts:
Careful - Word of the Day
Silly - FOWC
Image by Free-Photos from Pixabay
You touched my life
with a stroke of a feather
A fleeting moment
in the moon shadow
that excited and tantalized
Luring me to you
like a moth to the flame
Singeing wings
burning desire
Now all that remains
is a feeling
A sensation that still tingles
A scratch
you can barely see
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts:
Barely - WotD
Scratch - RDP
Grace is hosting at D'Verse Poets
for Open Link Night
The melodious sound
of instruments
broke the still night air
A soft rhythmic beat
appealing and seducing
daring to share
Like a moth to a flame
it lured and cajoled
with musical ingenuity
Lacking self-control
It was easy to be tempted
Succumbing to promiscuity
Heart racing
and adrenalin flowing
Caution thrown to the wind
The course uncharted
and on this whim
all hopes were pinned
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Mish is hosting D'Verse Poets
Open Link Night
Word Prompts
Melodious - WotD
Ingenuity - RDP
Chart - FOWC
Photo - Stephan Keller, Pixabay