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In Gratitude

In Gratitude

I watch from my window
as the night begins to steal the day
pushing the smashed pumpkin sun
lower and lower into its fiery furnace

The sky glorious in majestic purple
sewn with golden threads 
My heart is full at this sight
Taking my breath with its beauty

It is in these chance moments that I am grateful
for the gifts that come to me each day
I am inspired by the colors of nature’s wheel
Matching my body’s chakras
Grounding and balancing me

I live in gratitude for this day
as the night claims it birthright 

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Rite of Passage – Poem of the Month – February 2021

symmetrical photography of clouds covered blue sky
Photo by James Wheeler on Pexels.com

Rite of Passage

Dusty pink taffeta sky
lays in folds against
a blue-grey background
of twilight
The raft of northern ducks
silhouetted and bobbing
on a pewter lake mirroring
the last of the day’s offering
A rising moon chases the sun
from view as darkness descends
Sounds fall silent when the day 
gives way to night and 
and the handover is complete

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Grace is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight
and has prompted us with personification
and/or imagery.  I chose imagery for
my poem.




The soft breeze lifted
an early morning mist
The skies cleared
as the sun appeared
and the earth was kissed
Equal parts of day
shared with the night
who darkens the sky
as we close our eyes
while they fight for the light
A circle of existence
giving life and breath
Yesterday is history 
Tomorrow is a mystery
Until we meet our death
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

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Go Dog Go Cafe - Promote Monday

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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 ©


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