Haiku The wolf howls tonight He is calling to the moon Looking for answers Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Daily Haiku – Monday July 4, 2022
Tag: wolf
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Haiku Silently the night waits for the cry of the wolf as the moon rises Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Wolf
Wolf
Your appearance
camouflaged
in sheep’s clothing
I was the fool
I thought
you were inspiring
lifting me to greater heights
Was I not your jewel?
Luring me to
places I had never gone
Opening my eyes
to a world of glamour
I was warned
of your heretic ways
Going against my beliefs
Ignoring the clamor
Living in blindness
Blinkered from the world
Unaware
of the coming pain
Used and abused
Without even realizing
Reaching the zenith
Time to break the chain
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
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Zenith
Camouflage
Heretic
Inspire
Glamourous
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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 ©
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Memories
Memories
She said she would be there
As she had promised
I couldn’t wait to see her
One thing about her
She was always honest
A summer day
In a daisy filled meadow
My grandmother and favorite Teddy Bear
Were my most special guests
And we all wore our best chapeaux
We called it the Teddy Bear Picnic
A regular event of memories to cherish
A day to look forward to
So I would forget the hell at home
That was always so nightmarish
We would sit on a blanket
And set out the tea things
She would bring homemade cake
With little sandwiches
And we would pretend we saw fairy rings
We would pick wild flowers
To take home and put in a jar
Play hide and seek in the woods
And sing songs on the way home
So I wouldn’t fall asleep in the car
She was my saving grace
So loving and deep
The warmth of her arms
Encircling me
Are memories I will always keep
The mainstay of my life
She kept the wolf from my door
Giving me safe haven
And a constant source
Of love which does not ignore
Christine Bolton
In response to Three Things Challenge June 17: Grandmother, Daisy, Wolf