Category: Nature

Inspiration Garden

Inspiration Garden

Fragrant blossoms
of Lavender and Rose
Inspiring words
of delicate prose
Reaching senses
of sight and smell
Creating stories
and tales to tell
 
Wandering pathways
across and around
A seat to rest
where flowers abound
Cascading blooms
Offering welcome shade 
Weeping tears of flora
Yet not dismayed
 
Flashes of color
to please the eye
On all four sides
of the gardens lie
A Rainbow of color
and sachets of scent
Beauty of nature
From heaven sent
 
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Sue Vincent's Photo Prompt - Fragrant - WritePhoto

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Alarm Call

Alarm Call

He drills for food at break of dawn
Woodpecker’s schedule already drawn
Woken rudely from my reverie
Before I can barely release a yawn
 
A beautiful sight high on the oak tree
His red tuft bright and feathery
It’s a wonder his head doesn’t ache
If only he could work in a lower key
 
It must be a tough job for Woody
Does his beak ever get bloody?
Why doesn’t he dig for worms? 
Then perhaps I wouldn’t be so moody
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Frank is hosting at D'Verse Poets Pub and our challenge
tonight is covering the Rubaiyat.

Rhyme schemes
The original Persian rhyme schemes were AABA or AAAA.
I chose AABA for my attempt at this form.

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From Little Acorns

From Little Acorns

 
The Spanish moss
hung in dreadlocks
on the old oak
It stood for centuries
in disguise
Hearing what was spoke
 
More than a tree
growing in the dirt
Standing for generations
A place to meet
Initials to carve
Lovers’ declarations
 
Limbs spread wide
offering shade
to those needing rest
Leaves come and go
a balance of the seasons
space for many a nest
 
Autumn’s abundant acorns
scattered all around
A squirrel’s delight
Rainy day mushrooms
sprouting at trunk’s base
Nighttime streaking moonlight
 
A swallow landing 
on a high up branch
delightfully does he sing
His mate joins him
shortly after
A harbinger of Spring
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Prompts:

Balance

Tree

Dirty

D'Verse Poets Pub hosted by Sarah - Prompt Word - Harbinger

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White Out

White Out

The snow kisses the ground
And lingers awhile
Its down-like blanket
shrouding the forest
fooling us
with a wicked smile
 
Tree branches encased
with crystal ice
Preservation limited
until Spring
when the sun returns
to this part of paradise
 
Lonely footprints
in the virgin snow
marking the journey
of someone’s adventure
across the field
now fallow 
 
No tire tracks to be seen
and no soul in sight
Not even a snowman
gracing a garden
or a cardinal against
the backdrop of white

 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Sue Vincent's Photo Prompt - Snowfall Write/Photo

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Day and Night

Day and Night

Beneath the dark grey clouds
The brazen sun ignited
Shining its light on the earth
A sight to be delighted
 
A flock of starlings scattered
Like a carpet shaken with might 
A climactic end of day 
Exhausting into the night
 
Colors vivid and dramatic
A wave of madness in the sky
Spiked like a fever
Only the moon knows why
 
Waiting in the wings
to cool things down
She lays patiently in wait
Wearing the evening gown
 
Of silver and sparkle
Bright as evening light
The day is over
Here comes the night
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Prompts:

Sue Vincent's Thursday Photo/Write Challenger - Renewal

Ignite

Spiky

Madness

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Cloud Cover

Cloud Cover


A cover of darkness
Across the evening sun
Clouds forming shadows
A look of linen homespun
 
Grey lined with silver
A token resistance
To the black blanket’s
Impending persistence
 
Magnificent painted sky
A kaleidoscope of watercolors
Each evening a different palette
To guide home the sailors
 
Puffed and looking weightless
Providing shade when in motion
Sometimes crying with rain
Giving to the earth with devotion
 
The ever-changing canvas
of clouds in their splendor
To be a prisoner of their beauty
I would gladly surrender
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Sue Vincent's Thursday Photo/Write Prompt - Clouds

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Simplicity

Simplicity

 
The simplicity of the day
A walk in the park
Dog by my side
Who cares if she barks
Breathe in the fresh air
take in the sights
flowering bushes
the hazy morning light
 
Camera in my pocket
Capturing things I now see
Once too busy to notice
Seeing the beauty of a tree
Stimulating visions of nature
With a coterie doing likewise
Exchanging traditional greetings
With new friendships to initialize
 
Sitting at the gazebo
Spotting some birds
Writing down my findings
Making poetry from my words
Simple activities of daily life
Fulfilling and pleasurable
Enhancing, enriching
Its gift immeasurable
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Stimulating

Camera

Tradition

Coterie

Gina's Tuesday Prompt at DVerse Poets - The Magic of Ordinary Thing

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Virgin Snow – Poem of the Month – December 2018

Virgin Snow

It was virgin snow
almost a sin to walk there
Earth soundproofing and
protecting itself from chaos
Silent and peaceful fresh air

Most birds had flown but
a few mourning doves cooed
The sun was struggling
to make its appearance
Invisible animals searched for food

The stillness of the morning
lifted my spirits high
A feeling of serenity
and at one with nature
as I looked up to the sky

All the information I ever needed
was right in front of me here
The world was alive and beautiful
Unaware yet of my carbon footprint
Singing a hymn of seasonal cheer

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

 

Prompts:

Hymn

Unaware

Contrast

Information

In response to Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt – Untrodden

 

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Clouds

Clouds

The flocculent clouds

Puffed in the sky

Like giant marshmallows

Tempting the eye

The wind carrying them east

Beyond the line of vision

Dividing the horizon

With a precise incision

The sun covered momentarily

A showing of prediction

To only reappear

With courage of its conviction

As twilight arrives

At its recommended time

Nature’s shift begins

Its internal rhyme

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Conviction

Recommend

Carry

Flocculent

 

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Night Sky

Night Sky

Orion straddles the sky
His belt twinkling
In the darkness
Lighting the way
With stars sprinkling

The cheesy moon
Has passed
The halfway mark
A shadow of his smile
Slightly visible in the dark

The stars scattered
Across the expanse, winking
So silent is the night
Giving us pause to wonder
With wishful thinking

The nightly performance
Ensorcelled us with its splendor
The tryst between the stars and moon
A match made in heaven
Magnificent beauty it did render

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Ensorcell

Tryst

 

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