Tag: Sun

Dry as a Bone

Dry as a Bone

Sun bleaching bones
to a brilliant white
Carcass long gone
In 120 degrees Fahrenheit

Separated from his herd
Some time ago
Never seeing them again
He headed to the oxbow

The stream had dried up
Nothing left to drink
Wandering aimlessly
He had to think

Planetary conditions harsh
His skin burning
Heat games in his mind
became more disturbing

His hide was drying out
Hydration a faraway dream
Weakness in his legs
Now beyond extreme

He fell to the ground
Wishing the dizziness to stop
As he drew his last breath
He felt the first raindrop

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt – Bone

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Therapy

Therapy

Drawing her strength
being in the elements
Her mentor had become nature
Walking at the golden crepuscule
when the sun disappeared
was her portraiture

Beauty surrounding her
her mind felt cleansed
The coolness of the evening
calming the activity of the day
Having ample space to breathe
the experience healing

With clarity of mind
She realized now
her street smarts never failed her
Her instincts were right
A wolf in disguise
His identity a saboteur

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

 

Word Prompts:

Element

Mentor

Crepuscule

Smart

Ample

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Reborn

Reborn

The fog gave way
to the morning sun
as it struggled to shine
on the cliffs of might
The wind thrashing
the sea grasses
Blowing away remnants
of the night

Walking slowly away
from the memories of you
Inhaling deep a freshness
of purity
What’s done is done
Your voice no more living in my ears
A cleansing freedom
surpassed in its finality

Passing the chewing sheep
oblivious to their own destiny
Seeing the wild blackberries
and fuchsia along the hedgerow
growing amongst ancient stone
Defining the verdant land of centuries
I am confident on my path
More than I could ever know

Absconding with my dignity
allowing nature to touch my senses
Cleansed by the falling rain
Abstaining from thoughts you neuter
without guilt or shame
I am reborn and whole once more
Breathing in my new found liberty
as I walk towards a new future

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Abscond

Verdant

Abstain

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Cliffs

Cliffs

The sea was kissed
by the morning mist
Darkness tarried
as the sun struggled
to be set free

Standing atop the cliffs
a wild picture
of windblown
red hair likened to
the Flame tree

Cloak lifted by the wind
she scanned the horizon
searching for a sign
Praying he comes today
as was his decree

In the distance
she espies the sails
The ship moving at a clip
becoming clearer, getting nearer
bringing her the key

A flock of seagulls
Releasing its cacophony
Rose up around her
Its noise summoning
her sensually

Heart lifted from its
recessed pit
she mounts her steed
Galloping to the shoreline
sorrows vanish
once more carefree

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts:

Cacophany

Summon

Sensual

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