There are two sides to a mirror The side you choose holds magic confirming your narcissistic nature Which loves what it sees My side is blank It’s only purpose to reflect your image out to the world I am unseen, living in your shadow Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Merril is hosting Monday Quadrille at D’Verse and the prompt is ‘Mirror’
flocculent clouds puffed in the sky giant marshmallows tempting the eye an east wind moving them beyond the line of vision dividing the horizon with a precise incision sun covered momentarily perhaps making a prediction only to reappear with courage of its conviction as twilight arrives at its inevitable time Nature’s shift begins its internal rhyme Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Linda Lee Lyberg is hosting Open Link Night at D’Verse. I reworked a poem I wrote about 5 years ago. I wrote it in rhyme as that is how nature sometimes talks to me ☺️
When you left me the earth stood still The wind held its breath and trees stood silent A melon ball sun refused to smile and the sky cried no tears Feeling my pain it held me until I could release a gasp of disbelief Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved De provided tonight’s Quadrille prompt at D’Verse, and it is the word “Gasp”. Sanaa will be hosting and reading our submissions. A quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words excluding the title.
Love is staring at a piece of art for the first time You allow yourself to feel it before taking in the details It mesmerizes with a spell Taking intelligence and decision-making skills Throwing them to the wind Obliterating that which is all around So you neither see nor hear anyone other than the magician The sun is brighter filling your heart with joy Then you step back and look at the creation The artwork is abstract Colorful but complicated It is not what it seems Beauty is in the eye of the beholder Others see it as nonsense But it is what it is Will you buy it? Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Art - Love Is All We Need, by Banksy Sanaa is hosting D'Verse Poetics tonight and as it's Valentine's Day she has prompted us with 'Love' and to say it like it is.
In this prison I am not alone There is food and warmth A security the body craves but a nourishment unable to feed the mind Here in your jail my soul possessed Cramped in a cell, my words stifled Expectations to meet A schedule to follow Duties to be performed Resentment builds within I tread water to prevent drowning in your sea of servitude I am tired of swimming with a hook in my mouth Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Linda is hosting Open Link Night at D'Verse Poets
In the lonely hours consumed with the things I cannot control I drown in the sadness of my life My decisions, right at the time are haunting and daunting Fearing no escape from the gate-less prison of my choices Guilt overwhelms as duty reigns supreme When all seems lost a caring person breaks the spell on a mind paralyzed with fear The words, so simple but clarifying and freeing Just walk away Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
No road is straight and no hill is too steep
We walk a crooked mile every day
and climb obstacles only to be pushed back down
We stumble and trip, fall and rise
The fabric of our lives becomes worn and threadbare
We patch and repair making sure it stays strong
and sometimes even replace it in order to start again
in a new place and a new time
The arduous journey is never lost or forgotten
It is who we are and we are destined to follow a path forward
Sometimes we take a wrong turn and feel hopeless
but along the way we take the silver threads from our clouds
and weave them into the tapestry of our lives
Their light a gleaming reminder of how far we have come
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Grace is hosting Open Link Night at D’Verse Poets
I walked that I might breathe Each inhalation pushing the oxygen Up to my brain until my head cleared and normalcy returned Every step taking me further away from the source of my discontent I absorbed the surroundings Following the bend in the river A gentle susurrus shook The weeping willow blossoms Sunlight disappeared beyond the treeline as dusk staked its claim on the day From the corner of my eye a scintilla of light flashed to the left, then the right Fireflies shining in the twilight Glowing on and off Teasing the viewer tempted to catch them It was then I knew I had found my querencia My safe place of peace Where my equilibrium could return Stopping to wonder at the light show I rested a while, thankful for the sojourn Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Mish is hosting Tuesday Poetics at D’Verse and has prompted us with unusual words that have been finding their way into our everyday language. We are to use three of her suggestions in our poem. I chose Susurrus, Scintilla and Querencia. You will find their meanings on the D’Verse link along with the others available.
I stare at the paper
The type as black
as my heart
Bold as my actions
I see my name and your name
but my eyes refuse to go further
The rest is a blurred mangle
of words and emotions
that delivered this decree
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All Rights Reserved
De Jackson is hosting Monday Quadrille at D’Verse Poets
and she has prompted us with the word ‘Type’
A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words excluding the title
Wrap me gently in your arms Care that my sadness brings tears Softly murmur words of comfort To soothe my heart’s greatest fears Play soft music to still my mind Calming body and soul Bring me tea of peppermint This day’s taken its toll Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Mish is hosting Monday Quadrille at D’Verse Poets tonight. She has prompted us with the word ”Wrap” A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words excluding the title. Image Gordon Johnson from Pixabay