Haiku Shimmering water Reflecting sunlight’s bright rays Glistening diamonds Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Haiku Coolness of water Awakening the senses Refreshing the mind Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Haiku A rush of water cascading down the mountain Energy released Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Into the Gray
I sit by the window looking outside. The dawn has barely broken, and a fine mist is suspended just above the lake’s surface. The silence of the morning has an eerie feel to it. The sun yet to show itself, hidden by the foreboding still-dark clouds.
Having barely slept my eyes are sore. Puffy bags have formed under my lower lids. A small price to pay for a night without bad dreams. It has been four days since arriving at the cabin and I have yet to see another soul.
I venture outside and down the slope to the water’s edge. Mist still visible providing a light blanket of cover. Shedding the confinement of clothing I slip into the cold water. Allowing it to consume me and in the tender gray, I swim undisturbed. The water washes away the nightmares that had consumed me.
Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Lisa from Tao Talk is hosting Prosery Monday at D'Verse. She has given us the following line of poetry to be the prompt for our piece of Flash Fiction. "In the tender gray, I swim undisturbed" by Celia Dropkin,from, “In Sullivan County” D'Verse Prosery is Flash Fiction of exactly 144 words excluding the title. Image by Esther Heide from Pixabay
Haiku The sound of water Gently rippling over stones Calm noise of nature Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Bare trees of March stand spindly against the backdrop of a darkened sky Lazy daffodils laden with hopes of Spring trip over themselves waiting for daylight to show them the way A pale moon reflects its light on still water sending a calmness into the crisp night air Lone hooting owl breaks the night’s silence A reminder that Nature never sleeps Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Bjorn is hosting Open Link Night at D’Verse Poets Word Promps March - RDP Water - FOWC Trip - Stream of Consciousness
Haiku At the water’s edge The answers are often found and bring clarity Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Senryu Coolness of water Soothing and healing my wounds Repairing my soul Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Drink The Water
I heard the calling and came to you Knowing it was where I was meant to be Strange, unsettling, wanting to adapt I listened to your words and I drank in your water, deep into my being until it stoned me to my soul Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved De Jackson is hosting D'Verse Poets Monday Quadrille she and has prompted us with the word 'Stone'. I immediately thought of one of my favorite Van Morrison songs "And It Stoned Me" from his Moondance album. It inspired my quadrille. The song is about an experience Morrison had when he was 12 years old. After a day of fishing outside a village named Ballystockart in his native Ireland, Morrison and his friends stopped in one of the village's houses, where they saw an old man sitting inside. In Steven Turner's Van Morrison: Too Late to Stop Now, Morrison describes him as "dark weather-beaten." Morrison and his friends asked the man for water, and he gave them some he'd gotten from a nearby stream. As Morrison drank the stream water he slipped into mystical experience. "Time stood still," he says in Too Late to Stop Now. "For five minutes everything was really quiet and I was in this other dimension. "That's what the song is about." Courtesy of Songfacts
A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words, excluding the title