Tag: nature

Blog, Poem of the Month

Ever-changing – Poem of the Month – January 2021

by  •  • 42 Comments

Ever-changing

Late afternoon clouds
tinged with
the golden threads
of hidden sun
Silhouettes of squawking
Cranes taking flight
Shadows elongated
into distorted shapes
Peace found in
images and sounds
 
Summer’s kindness
stroking, comforting
Healing
the soul gently
before the colors
of fall are
dangled delightfully
before eyes
wide in wonder
Captivating
 
The whipping
cold autumn winds
and inevitable
grey skies
A backdrop for
changing colors 
Almost unnoticed
as once again
we are fooled
by the beauty
of a season’s transition
 
 
Copyright © 2020 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing
All Rights Reserved

Sanaa is hosting D'Verse Poets Open Link Night

Image by Vinson Tan ( 楊 祖 武 ) from Pixabay  
 

Blog, Quadrille

Wet Blanket

by  •  • 26 Comments

Wet Blanket

Grey, blanketed sky
mirroring the day’s mood
Dreary and dull
The sunshine of a smile
hidden by a depression
The inevitable rains come
Drowning sorrows
not before
the rays catch fire
Burning the clouds
and mixing a rainbow
Coloring a world
deprived of joy
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing © 

Merril is hosting Monday Quadrille
at D'Verse Poets tonight and has 
prompted us with the word 'Blanket'
to be used as a noun, vern or adjective

A Quadrille is a poem of exactly
44 words excluding the title
 
Tanka

Respite – A Tanka

by  •  • 7 Comments

Respite

Give thanks to rain clouds
for blanketing the sun’s heat
Drenching a parched earth
and cooling temperatures
A brief respite for now
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Frank Tassone's Weekly
Haiku Challenge #156

This week, write the haikai poem of your
choice (haiku, senryu, haibun, tanka, haiga,
renga, etc.) that alludes to new coolness
(shinryoo).

In Florida we are still in hurricane season
and the weather and the Gulf remain extremely
warm.  The rains give us some relief but it
is temporary.

Image by Stephanie Albert from Pixabay 
Blog, Nature

The Exchange – A Nine Line Poem

by  •  • 32 Comments

The Exchange

Summer becomes weary and
is preparing for the handover
Leaving her blooms to dry out
Too exhausted to carry on
Exchanging her sunshine and
its warmth of
gold rays and refreshing breezes 
for the cooler winds of Autumn and
brass colored foliage on trees

 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©


Laura is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight and
has prompted us with September and the
changing of seasons. There are two prompts
offered. This one is a 9 Line Poem.


Write NINE-LINE VERSE(S), taking ONE of the
following lines so that each consecutive word
becomes the start of the next line of your poem.
Keep the word order and repeat the pattern for
more verses.
 
1. Those/ pale /flowers /might /still /have/
time/ to /fruit (Borowicz)
2. Summer/ is /leaving/ too/ exchanging/
 its/ gold/ for brass (Dorothy Lawrenson)
3. West/ mountains/ erased/ with/ azure/ into/ Spring/cool/ nights (Murray)

For example:
Those xx
pale xx
flowers xx
might xxx
etc etc
 
I chose #2 by Dorothy Lawrenson “September”
Blog, Nature

A Room with a View

by  •  • 33 Comments

A Room with a View

A circle of cackling crows
picnic on abandoned fruit
under the mango tree
Five female ducks
On the bank
Sitting pretty in a row
 
Wood Storks gather
in the shallows
surveying the territory 
As pink spoonbills 
splash land
in the water
 
Needle-beaked Ibis
waiting anxiously
for lawnmowers
to quiet their noise
so they may feast,
hungry for grubs
 
Late afternoon sun
captures Sandhill Cranes
In its glowing golden rays
Light reflecting
like dancing diamonds
on the surface of the lake
 
Full moon rising
Chasing day into night
Sky changing colors
Blues to pinks to greys
As it bids farewell
and darkness comes
 
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Grace at D'Verse Poets Pub has a special host
tonight, Peter Frankis, an Australian Writer who
has prompted us tonight to write a poem looking
out of a window. 

Image by Paul Brennan from Pixabay 
 
Blog, Nature

Opalescent

by  •  • 11 Comments

Opalescent 

Craggy rocks
veiled with
gauzy mist
Morning air
chilling in
it’s mystery
Dramatic colors
unfolding
with the hours
passing
Greys turning
to blues
as the sun rises
with it’s warmth
Changing the 
landscape 
in its ever-moving
cycle of light
following dark


Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

in response to Sue Vincent’s Weekly Write/Photo
%d bloggers like this: