Tag: clouds



One look, one word
was all it took
to take the breath
from her body
Lifting her upwards
Floating in euphoria
High above
the kingdom
of her love
The clouds
at best trying 
to poke her
back to reality
Losing the battle
as she drifted
into her dreams 

Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Sadje’s What do you See

Word Prompts

Kingdom - Word of the Day
Breathe - RDP
Best - FOWC
Poke - JusJoJan

Blank Sky – A Diatelle

Blank Sky

Absent of sun
A thin cover of clouds
Covering the expanse of space
A pristine and stark appearance looms long
No cushy formation of cumulus to see
A bleak, pale canopy reminiscent
Of saintly alabaster shrouds
In a mausoleum

Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
MLMM Saturday Mix - A Diatelle
based on Syllable count as follows:

Ivory - FOWC
Saintly - WotD
Cushy - RDP

Image by Free-Photos from Pixabay


Head In The Clouds

Head In The Clouds

My wanderlust is responsible
for the souvenirs I collect
From here, there and everywhere
My travels they do reflect
At home in the clouds
where I anchor my balloon
This is where my head resides
closer to the moon
Look into my windows 
and see this world of mine
Come fly with me
from the Mississippi to the Rhine
I can take off to distant lands
Lifting me higher and higher 
With no roots in the earth 
I am a constant frequent flyer

Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Hélène Vaillant's "What do you See" Photo Prompt

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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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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 ©

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From the mouths of children
Breathing white smoke
The chill of the day already
Covered by an invisible cloak

As if filled with tears
The gathering dark clouds
Ready to burst with rain
Over the swelling crowds

Sounds of the street
As day fills with life
Echo in the cold winds
That can slice like a knife

The sonorous voice
Of an eager hawker
Selling his wares as
Patrons offer tender

Bundled citizens hunched over
With faces as red as roses
Braving the bitter cold
With dripping noses

Hirsute dogs straying
Amongst the throng
Looking for scraps
As the day grows long

An alliance of locals
Gather at the tavern
Adopting good humor
As the moon turns silvern

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©


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