sticky, sultry evenings of late summer droplets of sweat mingling in body crevices an open door offering no relief as the air hung heavy from weighted clouds the only sound, that of whirring fans and the serenading of cicadas as they make love before singing themselves to death Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Lillian is hosting Open Link Night at D'Verse Poets
Senryu Lazy summer days Feeling sand between my toes And sun tingling skin Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Haiku The evening is warm A breeze blows gently through trees Beautiful summer Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Haiku Remnants of summer Still clinging to southern trees Waiting for the wind Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Gentle waves lap the shore in late afternoon sunshine Seagulls squabble in sand squawking displeasure A chocolate dog patient, disciplined sits quietly by her owner Paying the noisy birds no attention Concentrating on the water’s movement Her summer playground is reflecting the sun’s orange glow Waiting for the signal she knows will come And it does, right on cue One word is all that is needed and sheer joy explodes in showers of salty spray Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Merril is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight and has asked us to write a summer ekphrastic poem using one of the paintings she chose as our inspiration. I chose the one by Peder Severin Krøyer, Summer Evening at Skagen. The Artist’s Wife and Dog by the Shore
It is 7:30 in the evening and the temperature is still 90° F. Obviously it was higher this afternoon and the heat index put it over 100° F. I’m OK with that because I was brought up in grey and cold, rainy weather. However it is still Springtime and here in SW Florida we see the summer beginning earlier and earlier each year. November to June is our dry season with little rain, so to be burning hot already is indicative of climate change.
The Gulf of Mexico is already beginning to boil and that is not good. Especially heading into hurricane season.
Our planet is showing its displeasure. Forest fires, floods, snow storms, rising oceans, Red Tide and heatwaves in the most unlikely places.
Confused by man’s greed Punishing weather patterns The earth is angry Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Frank Tassone is hosting Haibun Monday at D'Verse Poets and has prompted us with 'Summer'
As day sits on the cusp of dusk a slight movement catches the eye The silent, single silhouette of a cottontail enthralls Nibbling grass in the garden Eyes of the hunted moving restlessly while appearing calm A soothing sight on a quiet summer’s eve Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Mish is hosting Monday Quadrille at D'Verse Poets. Her prompt is "Nibble" A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words, excluding the title.
The fragrance of night jasmine lingers in the evening air leaving scented memories of sun-kissed days warming the skin Soft rustling of late summer leaves clinging tentatively to boughs as autumn winds begin to blow, heralding the inevitable change that is about to begin. Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Linda Lee Lyberg is hosting Monday Quadrille at D’Verse Poets and has given us the prompt word ”Linger” A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words excluding the title
Haiku Field of wildflowers Dancing in the summer breeze A beautiful sight Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved