Tag: Sun

Moon and the Sun

The moon struggled to rise
One night, as the sun
Gasped towards the sea
Leaving the day undone

The earth overheated
From disregard and denial
Left us breathless this night
Waiting for the moon’s arrival

An arrangement was needed
To placate the moon
A possibility of compromise
But communication inopportune

With neither ever meeting
At anytime in the sky
An intermediary is required
Our actions yet another black eye

We are the conduits
For continual balance of the Earth
We must care for it with love
It is suffering from a dearth

Losing precious inventory
With ignorant decisions
Responsibility disregarded
Leading to ultimate derision

Shooting ourselves in the foot
Leaving a permanent disability
With nothing for our children to inherit
Except the irreversibility

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Daily Prompts:

Moon

Possibility

Placate

Arrangement

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Sky

The flaming sky at the end of day
Brazen colors like molten lava
Streaking across the canvas
The sun a bursting yellow-pink guava

The breeze refreshing the body
The heat of the day a lingering memory
Twilight closing in, cooling the sand
Under bare feet, a feeling sensory

Calm sea turning silver grey
From the sky’s purple haze
The evening moon still light and pale
With the last of the suns rays

Shadows slowly disappearing
Sails silhouetted against the sky
Birds now quiet from a day of fishing
Footprints in the sand to identify

Sea grasses blowing in the breeze
Fragrant blossoms scenting the air
Laughter travels in the distance
A romantic time to share

Inviting shallow waters
Lure the fortunate with sensitivity
Sand dollars and shells to be found
Beauty in its simplicity

The moon now full in the cycle
With its silvery iridescence
Lighting the cloudless night sky
The day ends with evanescence

Christine Bolton

Word Prompts:

Sensitivity

Shallow

Fortunate

Travel

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Eyes Wide Open

Reading Cyranny’s Cove Blog last night, I see that she is featuring something called After Eight Moments  She has been capturing moments each day with her phone and shares them on her site.  She suggested we might  also find some time to see what we can come up with. I think it’s a great concept and it will encourage me to pay more attention as I go about my day.  Loving nature, I generally enjoy running outdoors and thought it would be a good idea to take better notice of my surroundings.  Usually I am engrossed in an audible book whilst also keeping an eye on the sidewalks for uneven paving.  I have experienced a couple of nasty trips and my poor face, knees ankles and hands can’t take much more abuse!

This morning the temperature was hovering around the 90 degree mark and I had to slow down and walk for a while so I wouldn’t pass out.  That gave me the chance to study the world around me and I found these two great things.

Thanks for the encouragement!

Ghost of Gecko Gone!

Bamboo reaching for the Sun

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Cover Of Darkness

Cover of Darkness

The sun burst forth
In its morning resplendence
Flowers opened their hearts
For the bees’ appetence

This was the day
You returned to me
All those repressed emotions
Were suddenly set free

Optimism and happiness
Took my sadness away
A bright future together
It was meant to be this way

But for sometime now
You have woven a shroud
Heavy and dark
Smothering light like a cloud

Suffocating and repressing
You navigate the darkness with ease
Familiar to you
It is your expertise

A cover of negativity
Asphyxiating and disharmonious
Fabricated of hatred and anger
Ultimately dichotomous

Exposure of pain
So unmercifully hidden
Yearns for a saving breath
Why is it forbidden

Grasping at the cloth
Searching for a hole
So I can breathe the air
And save my wounded soul

Positivity and love
Is not your blanket of comfort
Power and control
Always triumphant

Knowing I’m not the reason
For this obfuscation
Does not excuse your actions
You are rocking our foundation

Happiness is my lifeline
Without it I will suffocate
Let the sunlight through the weave
Why must you arrogate

This dark blanket of desolation
Is slowly killing me
Taking the breath from my body
Why don’t you see?

Christine Bolton

Word of the Day Challenge Exposure

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Nature’s Gift

The cooling breeze was welcome
An antidote to the sweltering day
Giving way for an enjoyable walk
Along the front of the bay

Pelicans sitting on the pilings
Watching the fish brought from the boats
Patiently waiting for scraps
To guzzle down their throats 

Rounding the marina
Observing the luxury on display 
A family posing for pictures
On their own special day

Dogs being walked
Children playing on the grass
Couples picnicking on blankets
Champagne drunk from cut glass

Kayaks traversing the water
Paddle boarders staying upright
Sails blocking the low sun
As day prepares for night

Seagulls emphatically cawing
Only they know at whom
Food has probably been espied
A plan of action one assumes

Some dolphins frolic off the shore
Arcing in the water
Flipping the fish they play with
As I continue my saunter

Energy from the water
Is calming to the mind
A day full ups and downs
The stresses left behind

As the sun drops on the horizon 
I give thanks for the therapy
A healing balm
Nature provides for free

Christine Bolton

Redemption – Poem of the Month – July 2018

Redemption

The morning star
Still visible in the early sky
A whisper of a breeze stirs the bushes
Releasing a butterfly

Big, lazy drops of rain
Fall dampening my hair
A dog barks in the distance
Under someone’s back stair

A cardinal sits high on a branch
Capturing the essence in his morning song
Squirrels squeak their messages
As if to play along

A plethora of flowers drink the rain
Puddles waiting to evaporate
Sunshine hiding inside clouds
Ready for the drops to dissipate

Raising my arms to the sky
I unfold the origami of my limbs
Stretching, hands open to the universe
And send up my sins

Another new day is here
Another chance for redemption
My thoughts become clear
As I witness the sun’s ascension

Gratitude warms my body
I know I have been blessed
The sun reflects the raindrops
And a rainbow manifests

Christine Bolton

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