Senryu Fog begins to lift when you start to accept change Then comes clarity Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Daily Haiku – Thursday September 8, 2022
Tag: Fog
Daily Haiku – Sat. October 2, 2021
Haiku Fog moving onshore Shrouding the cliffs and coastline A cloak of greyness Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Daily Haiku – Sat. February 20, 2021
Haiku Coastal fog thickens Visibility is poor Life’s at a standstill Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Reborn
Reborn
The fog gave way
to the morning sun
as it struggled to shine
on the cliffs of might
The wind thrashing
the sea grasses
Blowing away remnants
of the night
Walking slowly away
from the memories of you
Inhaling deep a freshness
of purity
What’s done is done
Your voice no more living in my ears
A cleansing freedom
surpassed in its finality
Passing the chewing sheep
oblivious to their own destiny
Seeing the wild blackberries
and fuchsia along the hedgerow
growing amongst ancient stone
Defining the verdant land of centuries
I am confident on my path
More than I could ever know
Absconding with my dignity
allowing nature to touch my senses
Cleansed by the falling rain
Abstaining from thoughts you neuter
without guilt or shame
I am reborn and whole once more
Breathing in my new found liberty
as I walk towards a new future
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts:
Downward Spiral
The feeling of hopelessness
Covers me in its dark shroud
I am dragged into this pit
Of gloom and I go willingly
The barometric pressure of the day
Is wreaking havoc in my mind
Confusion has become a familiar companion
On my journey into this wilderness
Clarity is nowhere to be found
As I stumble on the rocks of desperation
Blindly searching for reasons why
My life has put me here
Spiraling downward out of control
I reach for something to break my fall
Words of reason are lost in this fog
Incomprehensibly jumbled and out of my grasp
My ascent from this purgatory
Is hindered by such feelings of despondency
With my energy drained
I fear I will drown in my misery
In time the greyness of the sky
Pulls me slowly from the blackness
The accompanying wind pushing me up
So that I may breathe again
Christine Bolton