Sensing a shift in the status quo Ever so slight but I read you well Having been here before At first it was devastating The beginning of the end Now after weathering the storms that are named for you I go with the flow Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Mish is hosting Monday Quadrille at D’Verse. Her prompt word is ‘Shift’ to be used how you wish. A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words excluding the title
As much as he tried
she refused to waver
Oh so easy to sink back
into material comfort
Those things kept
the wolf from the door
but starved the brain
of nourishment
Emboldened, and with
a shake of the head,
she never looked back
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De is hosting Monday Quadrille at D’Verse Poets.
Her prompt tonight is “Bold”
As hard as you might try
I will never be controlled
Thinking my spirit can be grounded
By clipping my wings
Will only make me run faster
Like the wind I can never be caught
I am free to blow whichever way I choose
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De Jackson is hosting Monday Quadrille at D’Verse giving us the prompt “Wings”
A Quadrille is a poem of 44 words excluding the title.
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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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
Born in patience, ever vigilant Strength slowly building within When the time was as ripe as the autumn orchard fruits the lady in waiting found her wings Flying high on the copper wind turning only once to look back as all memories faded into thin air Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Word Prompt Wings - RDP
Dreaming of another place
and a different time
keeps me centered
My flights of fancy are
an escape from the humdrum
an outlet for frustration
Carrying me above life’s traffic jam
that tethers me to the mundane
The irony? - That I willingly
surrendered my freedom
and compromised my future
for a life of servitude and acquiescence
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Word Prompts
Flight - Word of the day
Traffic - RDP
Compromise - FOWC
Irony - Stream of Consciousness
Wistful thoughts Do not satisfy The hunger inside of me Dark, corrupt images Feed the fire of discontent As I battle to be free Breathe in, breathe out One day at a time Bringing clarity to help me see A butterfly is now emerging In a moment of beauty Forgetting the struggle to be free Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Ingrid is hosting Open Link Night D'Verse Poets. I am submitting an old poem that I reworked a little.
The white rose petals, dried and flat lay between the pages of their book of life Memories of the brief periods of peace Lost in the surge of turbulent and ever-rising tides of their conflicts The storms would subside and seas calm once more A truce called and treaties signed The ravages of their war debilitating to both the mind and spirit Over time the view on the horizon changed Coming into focus with each bouncing wave The images different, beckoning Injecting new life blood into old veins Gently pushing her towards new territory Now her wings he can no longer clip They are protected and invisible to the eye The collar at her neck, once taut eventually worn away from the perpetual struggle to be free Her liberty earned at a price Paid into the coffers of their history Her determination unwavering Her spirit he could not break She had found her voice Where he withered, she thrived His weakness became her strength Her transformation intimidating Rendering him powerless Enough was enough and he knew Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Lisa is hosting D'Verse Poets Open Link Night
Sometimes you don’t see it coming Busy spinning on the hamster wheel because that’s what you do Every day like the one before doing the exact same thing Addicted to the familiarity The soothing balm of sameness safe, predictable Perfected over a long period of time As if the instructions were printed in your mind with indelible ink Never to be forgotten worthy of recognition of reward of acknowledgement that never comes And when you get the chance to experience something New and different Run towards it with arms wide open There is no rear-view mirror Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Lillian is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight and has prompted us with the lyrics of Dancing Queen by ABBA. We are to pick one line from the song to use as a base for our poem. I chose the line "And when you get the chance" Image Pixabay
It is fair to say that you have let me down In all fairness I ask you honestly through a frown I’m not your fair weather friend Easy come, easy go I deserve better Fair’s fair I think So away from you I grow Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Linda Lee Lyberg is hosting Monday Quadrille at D'Verse Poets. Her prompt tonight is the word 'Fair' A Quadrille is a poem of 44 words excluding the title Photo - Pixabay