The silver moonlight
Shines brightly on your body
Highlighting beauty
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Tag: beauty
Muse
Muse
Beauty surrounding me
Bringing peace and harmony
Mesmerized by the silence
I’m embraced by your charm
As if protected from harm
I float in your abeyance
Becoming your muse
Your palette of hues
Will paint my life story
With each brush stroke
Oh, the fantasies you invoke
Together we write the allegory
Our existence is enthralling
I feel my body trembling
Ignited with your desire
I can surmount the highest peak
Where the view resplendent
and live life as if on fire
The dramas of the day
Suddenly melt away
Comfort in your positive energy
Strength from your open arms
Soothing my never ending qualms
A perfect synergy
Without you I would be lost
Stay with me at all costs
We are bound together forever
Filling my soul with elation
You are my salvation
I will go with you wherever
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Prompts:
Daily Haiku – Monday, September 17, 2018
A moonlit night sky
A sliver of crescent glass
Lighting your beauty
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing
Daily Haiku – Sunday, September 16, 2018
The earth hears your cry
Deep in its wondrous beauty
Reviving your heart
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing
Reunion
Reunion
Like snowflakes falling
Silently in the night
I am unaware of the beauty
About to unfold in my sight
You stand in front of me
After a lifetime of years
Memories roaring back
Bringing with them tears
Separated as teenagers
Daddy with a shotgun
A baby on the way
Our parents come undone
You travel east
And I am sent west
Never meant to be
We were told it was for the best
You served our country
Our baby was adopted
Turning away from my family
It was never what I wanted
I left them all in the past
My spirit had been broken
Living a better life alone
Another word was never spoken
Here you are now
A ghost from before
A buried secret
We could never ignore
Your smile the same
It’s as if no time had passed
The lonely years forgotten
We are together at last
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Daily Haiku – Tuesday, August 21, 2018
Sunlight through the trees
Your face glowing with its warmth
Reflecting earth’s beauty
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing
Rendezvous
Rendezvous
Lightly falling rain
soaking her hair
Excited she moved quickly
Anticipating
Feeling the chill
of the night air
Branches hanging low
snagging her dress
Oblivious to the elements
Extremities turning numb
Her zealous thoughts
she could not repress
Sheltering under the trees
he saw her running
toward him
In all her beauty
even disheveled
she was stunning
Facing each other
he was reticent to speak
Holding back his words
reining in his actions
fearing the havoc
he might wreak
Looking into his eyes
she knew it was wrong
Her head lowered
in a shameful repose
She opened her eyes
but he had already gone
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts:
Daily Haiku – Monday, August 13, 2018
Beauty around me
Filling all of my senses
Supressing the bad
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing
Moonlight
In a moon punctured velvety sky
The stars shone like bright lights
Glinting through pinholes reminiscent of
A thousand and one Arabian nights
A backdrop dramatic in its splendor
Showcasing the beauty of nature’s jewels
She reclined on a blanket of leaves
Her eyes drawing him into her limpid pools
The young and petulant girl had matured
She was now beautiful and seductive
Contrarily he remained socially awkward
Heuristic in his approach and still selective
Her infinite beauty was breathtaking
He felt rooted in the earth
A feeling of inadequacy consumed him
As he suffered in his dearth
She enthralled him on the forest floor
Devouring his manhood as she wished
Helpless in his efforts to dissuade her
Laying still until completely ravished
They lay holding each other tight
As if the other might disappear
Clinging to the sweet memory of love
Staring up at the celestial sphere
She was everything he had dreamed of
Although his superstition had given him fear
She elegantly propped herself on one elbow
And said, “Did you bring any beer?”
Christine Bolton
Word of the Day Challenge: Petulant
Rag Tag Community: Superstition
Balance
Faces forming in the clouds
Evanescent in the billowing shroud
Colors brilliant at the end of the day
Pinks and blues give way to oranges and grey
Salty spray upon the face
Murmuring waves rolling without a trace
Windblown feathers of the hawk
Spirits of the ocean talk
Energy of the water runs deep
Crying souls succumbed to final sleep
Undulating strength of a million years
Cumulating in a sea of tears
Ancient trees stand witness to it all
Ringed with age, strong and tall
Mountains jagged and insurmountable
Standing close and almost touchable
Beauty abounds but at what cost
Take it now it will soon be lost
Reenergize the human being
This life of yours is worth living
Chakras tell the story
Where you might lose your glory
Balance life as nature does perfect
Or suffer the consequential effect
Christine Bolton
Word of the Day Challenge: Evanescent