The road is uneven hindering progress Slowing my stride I tread carefully not to slip Concentrating on each thought and decisions made What had brought Me here? Again A lesson to be learned What did I miss? Always on this path Going somewhere, nowhere Bent out of shape from missteps and life’s callous punishments I fear I will always walk with a limp Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing © Sue Vincent's Weekly Write/Photo Word Prompt: Callous - FOWC
Senryu The sensual feel of silk against one’s bare skin Dreamy, seductive Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Senryu Fragrant cedar blocks Tucked in corner of closets Brings back memories Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Haiku Footsteps in the sand Imprinted for just moments Taken by the sea Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Anger is the fortress protecting you Words weaponized Becoming knives Wielded in fury Slashing the air Until they reach their target and blood is drawn Your victim shrivels as breath is sucked from the life of love Once held as a gift to you in her open hands Now in powdered ash Slipping through grasping fingers If only you could see beyond the fear She is your armor Protecting you with moral obligation To love you and keep you safe But blindness remains your disability Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing © Word Prompts Obligation - Word of the Day Shrivel - RDP Image by ArtTower from Pixabay
Haiku Finally leaving Bad thoughts are floating away Carried by the wind Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Senryu Contemplating life and the beauty of nature At peace with myself Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Milky Thunder moon Moves slowly across the sky Casting light on earth Illuminating the night Chasing away summer storms Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing © in response to Frank Tassone's Weekly Hakai Challenge #146 Buck Moon also known as Thunder Moon Photo by Joonas kääriäinen from Pexels
Silent beating wings fanning the evening air The ruby-colored hummingbird appeared to me again answering my prayer On this eve of nuptials I crave its gentle presence To feel a willing spirit Taste nectar of orchids Surrounded by its essence Marveling at its size in this world of strength A tiny creature of weightless power staying at my arm’s length I receive its courage propelling me ahead An aging fear of unknown gently eased from my mind with words left unsaid He took flight and I knew he would not return His work was done the path became clear and my worries to unlearn Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing © In response to Sadje's What Do You See? Word Prompts Aging - Word of the Day Ruby - RDP Taste - FOWC
Senryu Pretty white roses An apology given A most welcome gift Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©