Category: Discovery

Faces

Faces

Faces forming
in fluffy clouds
clearly visible
to the mind’s eye
Is it only I
who can see
and be the subject
of mockery?
 
The pareidolia 
of creative sight
whether the surface
of the moon
or the trunk
of a tree
Is it only I
who can see?

 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts

Mockery - Word of the Day
Pareidolia - RDP

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Veneer – A Quadrille

Veneer

Full of bluster
and confidence
but you were broken
when I found you
 
As I peeled away
the layers of
your thick veneer
beneath was
a wretched soul
 
Beaten and bruised
by life’s tragic sorrows
A product of your
environment
You took no prisoners
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Wish is hosting Monday Quadrille at
D'Verse Poets tonight and has prompted
us with the word 'Peel'

A quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words
excluding the title

Go Dog Go Cafe Promote Yourself Monday

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Negativity

Negativity

Negative thoughts taunted
In my head, not amusing
Appearing, unwanted
Leaving me daunted
Muddling and confusing

Forcing me to search
So easy to find out about you
Feeling my heart lurch
Looking for a smirch
It is there for everyone to view

I see your life lived like a fool
Old lovers and ex-wives, 
Such a collection of jewels
Like a pack of old mules
and as blunt as rusty knives
 
Then I see you as superior
Leaving me tormented
Feeling inferior
Mostly ulterior
By that which is presented
 
Fresh as the morning dew
there with a younger love
a good match for you
You are stuck like glue
Your hand inside her glove

Where is the gravity
that pulled us together
Lost in my negativity
Slipping down the declivity                   
Always breaking the tether

 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Grace is hosting Open Link Night
at D'Verse Poets

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Inside Out

Inside Out

I am on the outside
looking in
and do not like
what I see
You can be quite
a bitch I notice
Are you for real
or are you just me?
 
What is it with you
and this attitude?
Are you wishing
to self-destruct?
Get out of
your own way
Or do you just
want to obstruct?
 
Stand in my shoes
for a while
and get to know
how it can feel
You’re a piece 
of work
Leaving scars 
that may never heal
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Bjorn is hosting at D'Verse Poets tonight
and he has prompted us to change our
perspective in writing our poetry. I chose
to get outside of myself and look back at
me from a different perspective.

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Destination Unknown

Destination Unknown

The road seems less clear
when standing so far away
Daunting and dark
thick with fog
but what does it portray?
 
Fear of the unknown
Darkness and mystery
Yet a road going forward
Not a path back
into history
 
The journey is the prize
Taking the first step brave
Travelling unburdened
Leaving anxiety behind
Refusing be its slave
 
No mountains to climb
Or rocks to chip away
Pathway uncluttered
Misty and unknowing
Your future’s causeway
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Sue Vincent's Write/Photo Challenge - Destination

Word Prompts:

Mountain - Daily Addictions
Chip - WotD

Go Dog Go Promote Mondays

Who Am I?

Who Am I?

In your shadow
I exist
losing myself
long ago
Content to be here
loving you
and being with you
 
As years go by
I remember me
The vibrancy
How I’d turn heads
when I entered
rooms full with people
Speaking freely
 
I could spin a story
and amuse
I would attract
with my voice
and laughter
nightly
Excitement!
 
This is how you
found me
Drawn to me
by a magnetic pull
and here I stayed
with you as
my private audience
 
Now, no one knows
my name
I am seen
but no one sees me
Sometimes
I feel the strain
Who have I become?
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Prompts:

Nightly - WotD
Strain - RDP
Speak - Go Dog Go Cafe

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Sheets in the Wind

Sheets in the Wind

Like sheets blowing in the wind
She let her thoughts drift away
And for that one temporary moment
She realized she could easily stray
 
Her mind running rampant
suddenly freed from its cage
She was acting out of character
and definitely not her age
 
Imprisoned in her mind
she had never ventured that far
and somehow without warning
she was behaving quite bizarre
 
Now she was running fast
leaving everything in her dust
Blazing a trail blindly
she followed her lust
 
Soon tiring from her escape
and running out of steam
Bells were ringing in her head
It was all just a dream
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts
Sheets - RDP
Temporary - FOWC

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Metamorphosis

Metamorphosis

Not knowing
Is akin to wandering
in the wilderness
 
Lost and alone
Without answers
Feasting on bitterness
 
How did I get here?
I am still uncertain
It was not explained
 
Never a factor 
It was a course to take 
As if it were ordained
 
I spun a cocoon 
Until it formed
a charming chrysalis
 
I lay dormant, thinking
For the longest time
Sure nothing was amiss
 
Metamorphosis complete
I am now as free
as a butterfly, rosy pink
 
Reborn and renewed
Internal knowledge 
was missing link
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Hélène Vaillant's What Do You See Challenge

Word Prompts:

Rosy

Charming

Pink

Factor

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The Path

The Path

The chosen path
to enlightenment
Littered with debris
and tangled weeds
 
Each step
eradicating
the overgrowth
and sowing new seeds
 
Every stalk plucked
and foreign bodies
destroyed
Purposeful and precise
 
At journey’s end
rewards are reaped
Without the work
just a fool’s paradise
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Hélène Vaillant's What Do You See Photo Prompt

Word Prompts:

Foreign

Stalk

Stop Watering The Weeds

Stop Watering The Weeds

Seeing the seasons
come and go
waiting and watching
wondering
if I’d ever know
 
Preparing myself
purging and clearing
Nothing to do now
but wait
for your appearing
 
That what is asked for
will certainly come
Patience is a virtue
Focusing positively
This is not yet done
 
The road to fulfillment
not for the faint of heart,
is paved with obstacles
Mistakes easily made
When blindly taking part
 
Watering the weeds
considering all possible
A trap laid by despondency
Stop and take the time
The behavior illogical
 
Waiting, trusting
you have heard the call
I am ready
Your arrival now imminent
I have let down the wall
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

MindLoveMisery's Menagerie Prompt - Arrivals

Word Prompts:

Road

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