Haiku In the moon’s last glow Daylight breaks open the sky The cycle’s complete Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Daily Haiku – Thu. May 7, 2020
Tag: moon
Equalizer
Equalizer
Finally the dregs
of the day drained
away with
the sunset
Taking with them
the sweat and tears
that spilled onto
the remnants of
a dream crushed
Writing the obituary
as it sinks beyond
the horizon
into another time
But the moon
does rise high
into the night sky
shining its light
on the darkness
of what once was
Infusing a delicate soul
with its energy
and brightness
Reassuring
and reminding
tomorrow will
surely come
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Mish is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight
and has prompted us with the following quote
“Barn’s burnt down, now I can see the moon.”
Mizuta Masahide
Word Prompts
Delicate - RDP
Obituary - Word of the Day
Image by Prettysleepy from Pixabay
Daily Haiku – Sun. February 9, 2020
Haiku
The big winter moon
Sparkling silver in night sky
Shining its bright light
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Rest
Rest
The milky moon
shines a delicate light
through clouds of gauze
this balmy summer night
The rain from earlier
still puddled on the ground
The night had become still
with barely a sound
A caterwauling feline on a fence
Hatchlings safe in their nest
A hooting owl high in a tree
Hungry baby on mother’s breast
The day comes to an end
with everyone in their place
Time to rest before returning
with the night’s grace
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts
Delicate - WotD
Return - RDP
Nest - FOWC
Image by Larisa Koshkina from Pixabay
Daily Haiku – Fri. Jun 28, 2019
The moon has risen
Lighting up the night time sky
And the way of stars
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Daily Haiku – Wed. February 6, 2019
The silvery moon
Shining her light on this world
On a starless night
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Daily Haiku – Tue. October 16, 2018
Moon pushes the sun
Into the new day coming
Their cycle begins
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Daily Haiku – Thu. October 11, 2018
The sun is now low
Sitting on the horizon
The moon rising high
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Wounded
Wounded
I love your gentleness
Even though I see your fire
You are a wounded soul
Who fights
I feel your ire
Rugged exterior
But silently brooding
Your spirit bruised
Its power immense
But always eluding
Your head
is lit by the moon
Your heart
darkened by the storms
Your body has been hewn
Let me heal you
Protect you from harm
Light the way
Out of the tunnel
And your enemies disarm
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts:
OctPoWriMo – Poem a Day – #9 – Love
Photo by Nicolas Ladino Silva on Unsplash
Lady of the Lake – Poem of the Month – November 2018
Lady of the Lake
The moon had risen in the black sky
Giving an ethereal luminescence
Silver shimmering ripples on the lake
Magical in its quivering quintessence
The place of myths and legends
Mystery suspended in the cool night air
A white vision stands at water’s edge
A commanding presence with her long hair
The Lady of the Lake a mourning bride
of a soldier murdered by his men
Distraught she threw herself to her death
Forever trapped to roam over and again
Wandering the walls of the Charles Fort
A familiar sight of agonized plight
Grief-stricken for her dead groom
She walks the darkened streets at night
Her trapped spirit forever nocturnal
Appearing to those who can see
The Lady of the Lake is still mourning
Her loss forever burned into history
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
OctPoWriMo – A Poem a Day – October #7
Photo by Luke Marshall on Unsplash
Prompted by a Tragic Irish Ghost Story The White Lady of Kinsale