Senryu Hearing your sweet sound I am exhilarated Your whisper excites Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Daily Haiku – Sun. October 17, 2021
Tag: sweet
The Stranger In My Midst
The Stranger In My Midst
I loved you for your differences They intrigued me Fascinated me You were the square peg in a round hole Socially awkward Entertaining and sweet Vulnerable yet strong I was smitten and life was good But then, without warning I would see the flip side The monster who reared its head Combative and cruel Detached, aloof Seeing me as an enemy Blind rage taking life from your eyes Who were you in those moments when I lost you? Never knowing if I would ever get you back Sometimes it was a day Other times six months or more This time? Probably never Now those differences Separate more than bind and cannot be bridged The chasm has become too big We have traveled too far In opposite directions Who are you now? Someone I no longer recognize Or want Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Sweet Lullaby
Moonlight
In a moon punctured velvety sky
The stars shone like bright lights
Glinting through pinholes reminiscent of
A thousand and one Arabian nights
A backdrop dramatic in its splendor
Showcasing the beauty of nature’s jewels
She reclined on a blanket of leaves
Her eyes drawing him into her limpid pools
The young and petulant girl had matured
She was now beautiful and seductive
Contrarily he remained socially awkward
Heuristic in his approach and still selective
Her infinite beauty was breathtaking
He felt rooted in the earth
A feeling of inadequacy consumed him
As he suffered in his dearth
She enthralled him on the forest floor
Devouring his manhood as she wished
Helpless in his efforts to dissuade her
Laying still until completely ravished
They lay holding each other tight
As if the other might disappear
Clinging to the sweet memory of love
Staring up at the celestial sphere
She was everything he had dreamed of
Although his superstition had given him fear
She elegantly propped herself on one elbow
And said, “Did you bring any beer?”
Christine Bolton
Word of the Day Challenge: Petulant
Rag Tag Community: Superstition
Nefarious
Nefarious
She is kind and thoughtful
Sweet and kind
Always gracious to all
In a peaceful state of mind
She may have discovered herself
In the age of Aquarius
But make no mistake
This angel can be nefarious
Yes poised and serene
Loving all who cross her path
Yet if you mess with her
You will suffer her wrath
This flower child hippy
With love for everyone
Will make your life hell
And you’ll wish to be gone
A feminist who fought
And burned her bra
For her rights as a human
And she is nobody’s squaw
A princess warrior
Grounded and secure
She has fought hard
Admiration is hers to procure
Respect for everyone
If you wish it to be returned
There is no superior gender
Equality is deserved
Christine Bolton
In response to Word of The Day Challenge Nefarious