
Haiku Sun-kissed flowers bloom In bursts of vibrant color Along the pathway Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Haiku Sun-kissed flowers bloom In bursts of vibrant color Along the pathway Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Haiku Golden and red leaves Carpeting the cold, hard ground The color of warmth Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Silver-grey of early evening sky shines its light on my still waters waking me from a reverie My sparkling diamonds dance on gently rolling ripples as buoyant ducks bounce Twilight swathes me in its purple cloth and I wear amethyst gems Silhouetted birds in black fly low returning to their nests as stillness falls in silence The night brings an indigo blanket adorned with sequined stars Reflecting on my mirrored surface Gently I rock to sleep in the glow of a silvery moon rising slowly in the darkness Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Mish is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight and has prompted us to write a poem from the perspective of a color. Image by Alan Robb from Pixabay
Haiku Afire with color Brazen sky and smokey clouds The daily light show Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
We breathe the same air
and bleed the same blood
You see what I see
It sticks in your craw
and we will disagree
Your skin is light
And mine is dark
Our pigments differing
Geography determined
Tempers simmering
The Mighty Whitey
Ruled the roost
We lived under your thumb
Fearing the whip
Taken from whence we come
We still pay the price
For not being like you
We melt in the same pot
Freedom long since coming
We still ain’t got what you got
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Anmol (alias Ha) is hosting D’Verse Poets
tonight. we are celebrating Black History Month
and he has prompted us to write a poem either
using one that he suggested or one of our choosing.
I was inspired by the following
Langston Hughes Poem
"Poet to Bigot"
I have done so little
For You
And you have done so little
For me
That we have good reason
Never to agree
I, however,
Have such meagre
Power,
Clutching at a
Moment
While you control
An hour
But your hour is
A stone
My moment
is a flower
Image by geir fløde from Pixabay