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Dark Past – Flash Fiction

Dark Past

Her honey-colored hair reminded him of the late afternoon sun when he had first seen her.  She was standing at the lakeshore looking across, as if searching for something or someone.  He had often caught glimpses of her in the long shadows, always looking out at the water.  She was a visitor, not a local, he was sure of that.  He found himself timing his schedule to coincide with her afternoon walks just so he could see her again. His interest in her was almost becoming an obsession.

Attracted to the mystery surrounding her he felt those old familiar urges stirring in his body.  Resurfacing from that dark, cold place he had vacated long ago.  It frightened him.  He could still hear his therapist’s voice in his head, “Remember Robert, for beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror, for the other person    

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Mish is hosting Prosery Monday at D'Verse Poets.  Her prompt tonight is:

The line I have chosen for you to include in your prose is from the poem, “The First Elegy”, Duinos Elegies by Rainer Maria Rilke. You can find the entire poem here.

"For beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror.”

Prosery is a piece of flash fiction consisting of no more than 144 words total excluding the title.  The piece should include the prompt line from Mish's chosen poem

Glimmering Glory

Glimmering Glory

Walking in late
afternoon shadows
I see the
Sun’s golden
rays shooting
arrows through
heavily laden
of lush green
Laser beams
the forest floor
Spanish moss
hanging in
on ancient oaks
and beckoning
The light
and dark
playing tricks
with the eyes
as I am lured
by the beauty
in its
glimmering glory

Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Bjorn is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight
and has prompted us to write a list
to help with our poetry. I am always
inspired by nature and my list was created
by the things I find beautiful.

Word Prompts

Shadow - Word of the Day
Green - RDP

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Calla Lily

Calla Lily

I am tall
and elegant
My beauty
is my simplicity
Slender body
with trumpet topper
Green and cream but
beware my toxicity
Standing straight
and upright
Expensive but
to a brides bosom
wrapped in satin
until I have perished
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Linda from Charmed Chaos is hosting
D'Verse Poets tonight and has prompted
us with Flowers. She asked us to write a poem
as if we were the flower. I was inspired by the
beauty of Calla Lillies and their simplicity.

Photo by Ava Sol on Unsplash



Beauty surrounding me
Bringing peace and harmony
Mesmerized by the silence
I’m embraced by your charm
As if protected from harm
I float in your abeyance

Becoming your muse
Your palette of hues
Will paint my life story
With each brush stroke
Oh, the fantasies you invoke
Together we write the allegory

Our existence is enthralling
I feel my body trembling
Ignited with your desire
I can surmount the highest peak
Where the view resplendent
and live life as if on fire

The dramas of the day
Suddenly melt away
Comfort in your positive energy
Strength from your open arms
Soothing my never ending qualms
A perfect synergy

Without you I would be lost
Stay with me at all costs
We are bound together forever
Filling my soul with elation
You are my salvation
I will go with you wherever

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©






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Like snowflakes falling
Silently in the night
I am unaware of the beauty
About to unfold in my sight

You stand in front of me
After a lifetime of years
Memories roaring back
Bringing with them tears

Separated as teenagers
Daddy with a shotgun
A baby on the way
Our parents come undone

You travel east
And I am sent west
Never meant to be
We were told it was for the best

You served our country
Our baby was adopted
Turning away from my family
It was never what I wanted

I left them all in the past
My spirit had been broken
Living a better life alone
Another word was never spoken

Here you are now
A ghost from before
A buried secret
We could never ignore

Your smile the same
It’s as if no time had passed
The lonely years forgotten
We are together at last

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

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