Fields of Gold
Golden fields of wheat
blowing in summer breeze
Reminiscent of her
wayward, flaxen hair
The color of the sun
and bees’ honey
Her hands would pull
it back and tie
with a satin ribbon
Her eyes blue like the sky
and face sun-kissed with freckles
Tag Archives: Harvest
Daily Haiku – Sat. October 3, 2020
Haiku Harvest moon sits low in the early evening sky Reaching for the stars Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Departed
Departed I harvest the remnants of our life once complete Limiting the time I spend Reminiscing As my heart now deplete My eyes look around the spartan room Your things gone and furniture removed A feeling of empty gloom My eyes drawn to the window Afternoon sun bathing the glade In a matinee performance ofContinue reading “Departed”
Poetry For Healing 