New buds on the trees
Flowers pushing through the earth
Spring is in the air
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Daily Haiku – Sat. March 16, 2019
Tag: flowers
Flower and Flour
Flower and Flour
Flowers in the rain showers
Drinking their wine
Soaking in the goodness
Drenching the vine
Flowers for senses
Pleasing the eyes and nose
Calla Lilies, Freesias
And the red, red, rose
Flowers for healing
Lavender and Eucalyptus
Remedies for ailments
From fruits of the citrus
Flour from corn and wheat
Rye and barley
Ground in the mill
Making good whisky
Flour in the kitchen
Mixing into the cake
Self-rising goodness
For the perfect bake
Flour in cookies
A different bouquet
Confections galore
A sweet array
Flower or Flour
Both provide pleasure
And healing qualities
Measure for measure
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
In response to Linda G Hill’s Stream of Conciousness Saturday Flower and Flour
Photo by Toa Heftiba on Unsplash
Eyes Wide Open – Week 10
Good Morning! Here is another Eyes Wide Open post featuring some photos I took this week while out running. They were all taken on my iPhone.
Hope you enjoy them and have a great Saturday!
A young Doe coming out as the day starts to cool down
An Ibis in flight
One of Nature’s benches in the park!
Another crazy mailbox!
A lovely place to sit and think
A pretty combination of grasses and purple flowers
Senses of Summer
The scent of gardenias
Floating on late afternoon air
Sweetly fragrant and tender
Nothing can compare
Spanish Moss hanging in dreadlocks
On the old Rastafarian Oak
Summer warmed earth
No need for a hooded cloak
Monarchs fluttering here and there
Squirrels flying from tree to tree
Water trickling over rocks
Babbling stream to the sea
Brightness of tropical flowers
Flourishing in their colorful glory
Dramatic blossoms from lush foliage
For our pleasure contributory
Pelicans gliding above the water
Ready to dive when the moment is right
Something spied for their supper
No time to consider the fish’s plight
Peaceful moments spent on the dock
Boats parading along the water
Music floating across the air
A young couple with daughter
Sun’s rays kissing the skin
Freckling the nose
Walking slowly along the beach
Sand between the toes
Sandpipers scurrying
Avoiding the tide
Children playing
In sand liquefied
Random driftwood scattered
A horseshoe crab’s empty shell
Sandcastles left in ruins
A discarded bathing suit with a story to tell
Treasured moments to keep
In memories deep in time
Almost worth the winter freeze
To sip the last of the summer wine
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
In response to Kayla Ann’s End of Summer Poetry Contest:Senses of Summer
Word of the Day Photo Prompt Fragrant
Rag Tag Prompt Play
Daily Haiku – Sunday, August 5, 2018
The flowers of spring
Bring joy to the hearts of all
Who cast eyes upon
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing
Longing
Longing through her tears
She sees the child with no fears
A vision in a dress of blue
A pretty ribbon in her hair
A photo taken with care
Capturing the early morning hue
Standing by her mother with pride
Family dog sitting on the other side
She looks lovingly at the image
Yearning for that period of purity
Representing her cherished security
A familiar landscape to envisage
Safe holding her mother’s hand
Happy to be in her wonderland
A place where someone hears her cry
The dog loved and never forgot
Colorful flowers in their pretty pots
A vivid recollection in her memory
The grass so green and mowed fresh
Sunlight peeking through gossamer mesh
Are these just ghosts from the past
That are summoned on command
To rejuvenate the soul and understand
Bringing her needed comfort at long last
Precious moments captured
Were too soon fractured
Locked in a paper memory
Bad experiences tend to stay
Happy memories fade away
Innocence remembered in a reverie
Dreams were forgotten
As lives turned rotten
With the passing of years
Happiness a lesson hard to revince
Lost in feelings unable to convince
Anything wished for just disappears
Christine Bolton
Fandango one word challenge: Lesson
Cover Of Darkness
The sun burst forth
In its morning resplendence
Flowers opened their hearts
For the bees’ appetence
This was the day
You returned to me
All those repressed emotions
Were suddenly set free
Optimism and happiness
Took my sadness away
A bright future together
It was meant to be this way
But for sometime now
You have woven a shroud
Heavy and dark
Smothering light like a cloud
Suffocating and repressing
You navigate the darkness with ease
Familiar to you
It is your expertise
A cover of negativity
Asphyxiating and disharmonious
Fabricated of hatred and anger
Ultimately dichotomous
Exposure of pain
So unmercifully hidden
Yearns for a saving breath
Why is it forbidden
Grasping at the cloth
Searching for a hole
So I can breathe the air
And save my wounded soul
Positivity and love
Is not your blanket of comfort
Power and control
Always triumphant
Knowing I’m not the reason
For this obfuscation
Does not excuse your actions
You are rocking our foundation
Happiness is my lifeline
Without it I will suffocate
Let the sunlight through the weave
Why must you arrogate
This dark blanket of desolation
Is slowly killing me
Taking the breath from my body
Why don’t you see?
Christine Bolton
Word of the Day Challenge Exposure