Senryu A whisper of breeze Tousles her beautiful hair She gasps in surprise Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Daily Haiku – Sun. September 26, 2021
Tag: hair
History Repeats
History Repeats
The District is not Caesar’s Rome
The Hill is not one of the seven
Yet the Senators
are deadly and evil
as they were BC
These devils hide and reside
in hallowed halls of DC
with daggers cloaked
unseen
Preparing to execute
their dastardly deeds
Hell is in our politics
disguised in grey hair
and old man suits
Standing on the shoulders of women
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Prompted by Dead Poet Prompts from AllPoetry.com
My chosen prompt
“Hell is empty and all the devils are here.” – The Tempest, William Shakespeare
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Rendezvous
Rendezvous
Lightly falling rain
soaking her hair
Excited she moved quickly
Anticipating
Feeling the chill
of the night air
Branches hanging low
snagging her dress
Oblivious to the elements
Extremities turning numb
Her zealous thoughts
she could not repress
Sheltering under the trees
he saw her running
toward him
In all her beauty
even disheveled
she was stunning
Facing each other
he was reticent to speak
Holding back his words
reining in his actions
fearing the havoc
he might wreak
Looking into his eyes
she knew it was wrong
Her head lowered
in a shameful repose
She opened her eyes
but he had already gone
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
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