Category: Nature

Ever-changing

Ever-changing

Late afternoon clouds
tinged with
the golden threads
of hidden sun
Silhouettes of squawking
Cranes taking flight
Shadows elongated
into distorted shapes
Peace found in
images and sounds
 
Summer’s kindness
stroking, comforting
Healing
the soul gently
before the colors
of fall are
dangled delightfully
before eyes
wide in wonder
Captivating
 
The whipping
cold autumn winds
and inevitable
grey skies
A backdrop for
changing colors 
Almost unnoticed
as once again
we are fooled
by the beauty
of a season’s transition
 
 
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Sanaa is hosting D'Verse Poets Open Link Night

Image by Vinson Tan ( 楊 祖 武 ) from Pixabay  
 

The Exchange – A Nine Line Poem

The Exchange

Summer becomes weary and
is preparing for the handover
Leaving her blooms to dry out
Too exhausted to carry on
Exchanging her sunshine and
its warmth of
gold rays and refreshing breezes 
for the cooler winds of Autumn and
brass colored foliage on trees

 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Laura is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight and
has prompted us with September and the
changing of seasons. There are two prompts
offered. This one is a 9 Line Poem.


Write NINE-LINE VERSE(S), taking ONE of the
following lines so that each consecutive word
becomes the start of the next line of your poem.
Keep the word order and repeat the pattern for
more verses.
 
1. Those/ pale /flowers /might /still /have/
time/ to /fruit (Borowicz)
2. Summer/ is /leaving/ too/ exchanging/
 its/ gold/ for brass (Dorothy Lawrenson)
3. West/ mountains/ erased/ with/ azure/ into/ Spring/cool/ nights (Murray)

For example:
Those xx
pale xx
flowers xx
might xxx
etc etc
 
I chose #2 by Dorothy Lawrenson “September

Season End – A Nonet

Season End

Broken shadows across the cracked ground
Sun slipping lower in the sky
as each day does come and go
Shorter days, longer nights
until equinox
Summer lets go
for Autumn
to be
here

 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Laura is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight
and has prompted us with September and
the changing of seasons.  There are two
prompts offered.  This one is a Nonet.

For those who like a syllabic challenge, I invite you to write a NONET – a nine line poem that begins with 9 syllables, descending line by line to 1 syllable.
Select ONE of these 9 syllable lines as your opener (or more if you wish to write several nonets)

1. It seems as though you are still summer (cite Merwin)
2. Broken shadows across the cracked ground (cite Merwin)
3. The earthed lightning of a flock of swans (cite Heaney)
4. One side is wild with foam and glitter (cite Heaney)

I chose #2

Image by Pexels from Pixabay 

Woodpeckering – Verbing!

Woodpeckering

Stirring in the
early dawning
Dream-making
while slumbering
Disturbed
and awoken
to the sound of
Tap, tap, tap
A tumulting
fanfaring
of a bird
Eavesdropping in
Looking for the spot
where he will drill
Grubbing and
Bugging 
for his breakfasting
pleasure
He commences his
Woodpeckering
in earnest
His day had begun
long before mine
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Bjorn is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight
and he has prompted us to use nouns as verbs.
i.e. "Verbing" Here is my attempt!

Another Day in Paradise

Another Day in Paradise

The flames of sunset
burning what’s left
of the daytime sky
Awash with golden honey,
pinks and dappled greys
Tall Mexican Fan Palms
stand like giant swizzle sticks
waiting to stir an evening cocktail

A moon already on the rise
soon to make its entrance
before the scattering of stardust 
against what will become
the velvety night time expanse
And so it is
The end of another
day in paradise



Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Linda from Charmed Chaos is hosting
Open Link Night at D'Verse Poets

Photo - My Own

Ever Changing

Ever Changing

Tricolor hills
clad in glorious 
earthy tones
stand against
a clouded sky

The delinquent sun
yet to appear
A scene uncanny
Deceptive and dramatic
In its dreariness

Blueness peeking
and teasing
Promising more
before the day
is finished



Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Sue Vincent’s Weekly Write/Photo

Word Prompts

Tricolor - RDP (Sat)
Delinquent - Word of the Day (Sat)
Deceiving - RDP
Uncanny - Word of the Day
Finish - FOWC

A Room with a View

A Room with a View

A circle of cackling crows
picnic on abandoned fruit
under the mango tree
Five female ducks
On the bank
Sitting pretty in a row
 
Wood Storks gather
in the shallows
surveying the territory 
As pink spoonbills 
splash land
in the water
 
Needle-beaked Ibis
waiting anxiously
for lawnmowers
to quiet their noise
so they may feast,
hungry for grubs
 
Late afternoon sun
captures Sandhill Cranes
In its glowing golden rays
Light reflecting
like dancing diamonds
on the surface of the lake
 
Full moon rising
Chasing day into night
Sky changing colors
Blues to pinks to greys
As it bids farewell
and darkness comes
 
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Grace at D'Verse Poets Pub has a special host
tonight, Peter Frankis, an Australian Writer who
has prompted us tonight to write a poem looking
out of a window. 

Image by Paul Brennan from Pixabay 
 

The Climb

The Climb

The climb steep
and laborious
Each footstep
begged the question
Why?
A decision
not made lightly
Thought given
carefully
knowing a price
would be paid
for overworked
extremities 


When not one
more breath
could be drawn
Nor one more
bead of sweat
would dampen
the skin
the terrain changed
The pinnacle
had been reached 
and the vista a sight
for sore eyes
and limbs


A carpet
of purple heather
Regal in color
and luxurious
in its density
Swaying gently,
leaning into
the summer wind
A gasp of surprise
Aches and pains
a distant memory
as the prize
is claimed



Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Sue Vincent’s Weekly Write/Photo

Dawn

Dawn

A flock of starlings
shaken like a carpet
against a stormy grey sky
released a cacophony of sounds
breaking the silence of dawn
 
Whistling wind howled
through leafless trees
as a thick mist hung mysteriously
in suspension above the lake
waiting for instructions
 
The sun struggled to crack the sky
so it might cast its beams of light
The moodiness of the landscape
cried for relief from the darkness
and the earth craved warmth
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Frank Tassone is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight
and he has prompted us to write a poem in the
aesthetic of the Imagists
 

Opalescent

Opalescent

Craggy rocks
veiled with
gauzy mist
Morning air
chilling in
it’s mystery
Dramatic colors
unfolding
with the hours
passing
Greys turning
to blues
as the sun rises
with it’s warmth
Changing the 
landscape 
in its ever-moving
cycle of light
following dark


Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

in response to Sue Vincent’s Weekly Write/Photo
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