Category: Mystery

Say it with Flowers

Say it with Flowers

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


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Secret Night

Secret Night

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


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All Rights Reserved

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Circle of Stones

Circle of Stones

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

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Delusion

Delusion

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

Echoing Images

Echoing Images

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'

Tricks of the Mind

Tricks of the Mind

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 

A Fleeting Moment

A Fleeting Moment

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

Impetuous

Impetuous

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

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Wall of Secrets

Wall of Secrets

A place for a clandestine encounter
or secrets hidden within its periphery
This wall could tell stories
of trysts, surreptitious meetings
Perhaps even some bewitchery
 
Traces of lichen and moss
Covering the ancient rocks
Underneath, romantic messages
left by star crossed lovers whose
footsteps are now covered with Phlox
 
The old gate bearing initials
Carved with high expectations
Yet thwarting courtship
blocking fate, destiny
and undying declarations
 
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
 
Sue Vincent's Thursday Write/Photo
Forgotten

Devil Incarnate

Devil Incarnate

He ordered
the finest whisky
as he sat at the bar
and buried his head
The time had come
It would be a long night
Looming
He considered in dread
 
His clothes were ill fitting
They had seen better days
He looked disheveled 
he knew, but couldn’t care
His thoughts on his purpose
As he nursed his drink
Focused
Avoiding the glare
 
Nine fifteen, his mark entered
the noisy bar
Full of swagger
and arrogance
He knew it was him
There was no question
Relaxed
He ignored the dissonance
 
Finding a seam in the throng
he worked his way through
Sliding onto the bench
next to his target
Pressing a gun
into the man’s side
he fired
Killing the devil incarnate
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
 
In response to Jim Adams Prompt of “I Shot the Sheriff”
On Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie

Finest

Seam

Bench
 
Image by shauking from Pixabay 
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