
Haiku Finally leaving Bad thoughts are floating away Carried by the wind Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Haiku Finally leaving Bad thoughts are floating away Carried by the wind Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Senryu My thoughts collected In the stillness of the night Clarity will come Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Senryu Lost in thoughts of you Those times we were happy are forever with me Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Senryu As thoughts leave my mind and drift away on a cloud I stand here alone Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Thoughts swirling around in my head Constantly in motion, confusing Making sense and then senseless Unable to control their movement Reminiscent of the oscillating fan hanging from the ceiling I stare at it listening to the gentle hum and the clinking of the pull caught in its own draught Disoriented by my own uncontrollable emotions I watch the rotations above me allowing them to calm my mind Mesmerized by the gyration and feeling my heartbeat slowing My eyelids flutter in silken silence to the rhythmic, gentle turning Unaware of time passing Becoming sober in thought and centered of spirit My outlook had become a lighter shade of dark Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Word Prompts Oscillating - Word of the Day Sober - FOWC Silk - RDP
Senryu Your thoughts can reach me Across a million miles As if inside me Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Senryu My thoughts have wandered to that corner of the world where you have now gone Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Senryu My thoughts are racing Possibilities endless Time passes quickly Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Your words live in my thoughts Sometimes they delight and are invited to stay Other times they wound and I show them the door They feed my heart Nourish my soul and thoughts become my words flowing freely back to you When words harm they linger in my head slowly poisoning a bruised spirit And I cannot speak to you Instead I write my thoughts that spew forth like demons exorcised from my body So you might understand Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing © in Response to Reena’s Exploration Challenge #153 Image by Irina Gromovataya from Pixabay